The red string of fate that connects the two soul mates was broken by him, not me, never me.
The fate that was decided by the moon goddess..he tried to change it ,not me.
Why then, was I punished..?

Zairiya grew up believing herself a curse and an outcast to the people she belonged to.She was banished by her pack as she entered this world.Mother Nature took pity on her and granted her only wish, Aeran as her mate, but even that was a cruel joke played on her by the fate.She loved and loved from the very core of her being ,she gave everything for that love,for Aeran, crossing all boundaries to acquire the unattainable love of her mate.
But maybe that was not enough.
Then something disastrous happened and her very soul blackened, turning all that love to hatred so cruel that nothing mattered to her anymore.
Finally she gave in and lost herself forever.
...
Let me tell you a story of love, a story of betrayal, a story of death, a story of Zairi and Aeran.

Falling Heart

I was sitting in my garden. I inspected the brooch once more to find out any clue from it.There has to be something that could help me identify its owner. What am I missing..? 


"Hey, what are you doing with that.?" I jerked back the brooch, hiding it from the intruder. Clasping it tightly in my hands. 


"What are you doing here..?" I asked, miffed at his presence. 


"Hey come on now,you know I love pestering you.You are the only one here for me as well." He joked to hide the painful truth. 


"Come here and sit down." No matter what had transpired these last few weeks.He was excluded from any animosity I held in my heart.He was like a brother to me. Someone I had to protect.No one had been there for me.I had wished for it so many times.So being there for him helped me.It calmed me.It felt good knowing I could provide that safety to someone. 


He sat beside me."So what were you looking at earlier..?" 
