She could feel the pain slowly overcoming her soul. The agony, the grief, taking over all that she once thought was alive in her. She felt so empty that she was sure her whole body will echo if someone was to shake her. But she stood, rigid as though a hundred years old tree, clinging onto the only thing that made her alive; her eyeglasses. 

Through those glasses, she had seen things she had wished she could erase. She had hated the things she once loved, places she once cherished and the man she grew up to love. 

It didn’t matter who he was to her, his role in her life or even the title he possessed. She was going to take revenge, she was going to make him regret, she was going to make her father cry right before her eyes!

But what if he chose to add more pain to her aching wounds? The day he declared her married to a gateman, the strings left attaching her with him were forcefully cut off. And she was certain even if it would take her till eternity, so long as she stayed married to the gateman, her father would never know what happiness felt like!

Married To The Gateman

"Can't you wear something on top of that?" He peacefully asked and she scrunched up her face in annoyance. She knew this was going to happen if something was related to Mujaheed, he was definitely going to annoy her one way or the other.

"It s so early in the morning, Mujaheed. No one will be outside, besides this area is so silent that you d think all these mansions are empty, and we ll be back before they start taking their kids to school and also themselves to work. Can we just leave?" She asked with eagerness.

"I'll have to take your hijab with me, incase something happens outside." She rolled her eyes on his retreating back as he went into the room and when he came out, he was holding her hijab in his hand, she wanted to strangle him alive.

Chapter 26 17: A Morning Promise