SEHER-E-ISHQ《The Aura Of Love》2》

She was wearing a purple frock with golden dupatta pinned over her head. Golden jewellery adorned her features and the body was as always dead.

"Ya Allah please save me" she sent a silent prayer to her God with another flicker of hope.

The stench of the dance room was suffocating her as she took her place on the raised platform. She felt so worthless standing there without her consent. Is this the life of someone who only hoped for good in people?

The man came inside the small room and asked to close the door behind them. Suhana glanced at her friend worriedly before closing it leaving them alone. He was not a boy but a man. A fairly older man. The dirty creepy smile that he gave her was enough to make her gag.

Clutching her frock properly she adjusted her veil for the tenth time properly so that he couldnot see her face.

"You are so beautiful" he said making her even uncomfortable then before.