Chapter Eighteen

She was in pain. She had been deceived. She was tagged as insane. She wasn't in her right senses. Everything was messed up in her mind. She was giving up on life. She was an innocent orphan. Her father is no longer there for her as a father and her mother is with Allah. Everything wasn't right to her.

She fell in love with a prince and her broke her heart. He got her pregnant, she got a miscarriage and is now crazy. What more Is if to expect from life? She gives up. Her heart has been burnt in the deepest depths of hell's fire. Her love has been cast away to eternal damnation and it's all because she came as a girl and fell in love with Omar and Jamal.

Jamal?? Who is he? She doesn't remember him. She only knows that he's a bastard and a bum. She couldn't pin down what to do. Life or Death ? She chose the latter. She's tired of all this pain. The pain never ends, not until death.

Ilham walked to a call centre to place her last call. It was to Hayat. Hayat, that beautiful girl who had been good to her since she first met her. She had never expected to have a friend like her. The eccentricity of how she cares about her made her have a bit of faith in humanity. But today was the last. She was going to take her life. Shhe had to numb the

pain and all she had to do was take her life.

"Hello Hayat?" She said through the phone. She has a whole lot of emotions in her voice. But all this would end if she ended her life.

"Hello Ilham? Where are you? Amir and I have been looking for you" Hayat called out through the phone.

"I'm sorry for being a burden onto you. I wish I could repay you your kindness but I can't. You don't need to look for me anymore. By the time you find me, I'm either in Heaven or hell. I love you Hayat, like the sister I never had. I wish I could live long to see your baby and you and Amir get married. But life is being too hard on me. Forgive me for all that I've done to you. Tell Amir that I live him and that, he's the best brother anyone could ever ask for. Tell him to tell my dad, that, I forgive him. And thank you for trying to help me. But right now, I GIVE UP! Goodbye Hayat. Till we meet again!" Ilham hunged up the call.

Her tears were in full flow now. Hayat was crying as Ilham told her what she was going to do. Ilham knew that they would track the call centre down and try to save her, she walked to a bridge and climbed to the unsafe side of the bridge. She took a deep breath and said a little

'Astaghfirullah'(Forgive me Allah) before attempting to jump into the deep moving waters below. A strong hand held unto her very tight. She had no idea who it was. His girl was tight yet gentle. It gave her tingles through her body. She had never felt something like that with another man apart from Omar.

"Let me go!!" She commanded but the stranger ignored it an pulled her to the safe side of the bridge. She sat down on the ground miserably as the stranger crouched beside her. She was weeping in her thighs.

"I want the pain to stop. Why do you have to stop me?!" She snapped at him while crying loudly.

The stranger pulled her to his chest and said in a reassuring husky voice,

"I'm sorry Miss. But suicide is not the answer. Allah doesn't give us a load, we can't carry. He gives his greatest tasks , to his bravest warriors. Don't be weary and remember that the one who hurts you, hurts himself too. Those who care about you will continue to care, but please don't try to kill yourself in the name of depression. " the words of this stranger, left an indelible impact on the soul of Ilham. She had never heard such advice from anyone.

That's when she looked up at the strangers face and marvelled at his beauty. He looked tall even though he was crouching. He had messy hair with a tattoed neck and arms. He was muscular and had gray eyes. He was very beautiful. But was he as beautiful as Omar? Hell No !

She nodded as he carried her bridal style to a posh Audi vehicle that was parked few metres from where she stood to do harm to herself. She could tell that he was very rich. Judging from the designer clothes and watch he wore. He placed her down gently at the backseat of his car and reassured her that he was completely harmless and was going to keep her safe.

She smiled softly and lay her head down to sulk as he drove to Lord knows where. It was later that Ilham woke up and found herself in a magnificent room. But was it as magnificent as Omar's? He'll No!

She was in a new set of clothes and the stranger sat beside her with his head in his palm. He was oblivious of the fact that she had woken up and was staring at him. She drunk in all his features and found him to be very attractive. If she wasn't head over heels in love with Omar, she would have had a serious crush on him. She cleared her throat softly to attract the attention of the beautiful man.

His head shot up like an animal sending danger. He smirked at her when he saw her staring at him. She blushed involuntarily and smiled a little. She was feeling quite shy in his presence and he seemed to marvel at that.

"How are you doing Shawty?" He asked her. That word Shawty, reminded her of Omar. She didn't want to think about him. Not ever! She smiled at this man before her and answered

"I'm feeling better now. Thanks for yesterday" she acknowledged. If he wasn't there, she would have been down the deepest depths of those deep waters and God knows if her soul would have been forgiven.

"You're welcome. My name is Levent" he introduced himself. Levent was a nice name. If meant good looking and it was true. He was very good looking. He smirked as he awaited an answer.

"I'm Ilham?" She said coyly. He smiled at the effect that he had on her. He patted her on the hand and took her hand in his

"Forget all about your past okay? Focus on now and the future. The future, will be bright trust me " he advised and she did. She did trust him. He had a nice positive aura around him, but such people could also be dangerous. But she knew that this man wouldn't hurt her.

She nodded as he got up to leave.

"Take your bath and meet me downstairs, we have a lot to talk about" he said before winking at her then moving out of the room.

Excitement run all through her body and she didn't know what to do. She didn't know what was happening to her. And how she was going to vooe with this. All she knew was that very soon, the feud between herself and Omar, Levent was going to be involved.

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Hayat was shedding tears as she narrated every single word Ilham spoke to her on the phone. Omar and Amir we're shocked. Omar had cried after he heard the narration and Amir was no exception. He called his stepfather(thats Ilham's real father ) over and after narrating this to him, he got a sudden increase in his blood pressure and was hospitalised.

Omar, Amir and Ilham's father, believed she was dead. This left Omar traumatised and aggressive. The fact that, he was never going to see her beautiful face again, he was never going to hear her voice, he was not going to be able to tell her how much he loved her, hurt him beyond all. They could have been together by now, if he didn't screw up.

Amir, was always drinking after that, he missed his stepsister. He wished he could have spent more time with her. He blamed all this on Jamal and swore that before God and Man, he was going to kill Jamal and hang his body across the streets of the country.

Hayat was always crying and never smiled. Deep in her heart, she believed Ilham was alive and was safe. But her mind said otherwise. If she could bring her back, she would. But she couldn't.

"I'm going back to Turgistan! My father has succeeded in making me thwarted and I have to marry a new princess. The Princess of Libya. Her name is Iman. " Omar announced on one of his visits to Hayat and Amir's home.

Hayat was outraged but she couldn't speak a word. She knew that now that Ilham was dead, Omar could marry whoever or whatever. She just go up and left the scene. Amir gave Omar a piece of his mind and accused him of playing his younger sister who now committed suicide because of him and Jamal.

Omar didn't have the heart to argue. He just left and that was the end.

The end of Omar and Ilham's love story...

Or maybe not.....🙄

Tell me what you think will happen in the next chapter?