Chapter 7: Sara Ajmal

I told Asher that I didn't want to live a life without him in it, that's why I tried to kill myself in the first place, so why did he do this to me? He even told me in the hospital after he saved my life that if it were up to him, that he would soon marry me over her based on our friendship! Didn't he tell me over and over again how grateful he was that we hadn't ended our friendship and that he was glad to have me around? All he did was complain about his wife all of the time! I even acted like his damned wife; I cooked for him, I helped him out in his work, I cared about his mental health…So why? Why did he…start liking her? I bet it was my mother of all people; all she did was force me to give him up ever since he married that witch. She even made Ashar feel the tension between us on purpose so he could leave me! I warned her…I warned her over and over again to just keep her stupid mouth shut and let me have him. But he even agreed with her….but that still doesn't explain what on earth Khirad did to him to make him…look at her like how I always looked at him, how he talked about her the way I always talked about him to my mother and aunt. When did he start praising her to me? Correcting my opinions about her? He actually started…avoiding me of all people because of her! He gave me a damned lecture about her that was enough to push me into another suicide attempt.

 And now I have another huge problem on my hands; my poor stalker cousin had relocated near us to continue his studies at the same place as Khirad of all people! While I grew up and only had eyes for Ashar I couldn't help but notice his growing interest in me, I had a growing pile of letters from him since high school that I wasn't interested in reading, and how he stalked me at our local art gallery just as he made me want to tear my hair out; coming up with plan after plan to destroy this stupid marriage once and for all, which didn't improve my mood at all when I saw him. And then he bought me a damned painting the next day? He practically met me outside of my bedroom the next morning, just who did this guy think he was? I just waited for him to leave so I could call Ashar again for the 5th time that day just to hear his voice I suppose. But now he was stalking me in my own home and continuously expressing love to me every chance he got when it was clear as day he was just eyeing my home like the lowborn he was. I had to even tell him to cut it out with the cheap talks and just leave me the hell alone so I could just be with Ashar. 

He even had the nerve to ask me what he could do to improve himself as if that could make me forget my one true love! And then he rambled on about wanting to be just like Ashar, and that was when I was truly fed up and I walked away, leaving him begging on the ground and calling out to me as if I was the only person to exist in his world. What a nice feeling that must be, to at least have the guts to acknowledge who the right person for you is and to be confident enough in your choice to beg for her like Khizar did for me. If only Ashar had his head on straight and knew how to prioritise the woman who was good for him instead of the pretty one who threw herself at him every single chance she got.