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

"But I didn t say anything wrong, Ya Fareed. You should ve said to him that, 'Mujaheed, try this soup, Nana made it but I stirred it for her when she was praying. But the way you said it is an intellectual theft, Ya Fareeda! You violated my copyrights."

At this point, Mujaheed couldn t keep his laugher anymore, because he knew if it was visible, they would ve already seen the flames of anger coming out of Fareeda's ears. "Intellectual theft? Copyright? Nana I'll make sure to send you to your grave today!" She strangled her and Nana kept screaming.

Mujaheed laughed before he dropped down the plate and went to them, he peeled Fareeda s hands off Nana s throat and shook his head at her, "What if she dies, Fareeda?" He asked with a hint of laughter on his voice even though trying all he could to sound as serious as he could.

Chapter 52 33: Regret