Passionate hearts can break every limit for the one they love.

This sounds perfect for Rayan's story who hid the intense feelings he had for Irsa but before he could make a move, it was too late- Isra was getting married. He wanted to move on- but things didn't go as planned.

It was said that lost time can't be regained again.

And he lost his,

He had lost the person he loved all his life. 

What's left for him was to watch Isra slipping out of his life while he was losing his own identity, Isra lived her life peacefully, accepting what fate brought her but he couldn't; willing to twist destiny if he had to seize a little shred of 'non-existent love' Isra had in her heart for him. Willing to arouse doubts and heartbreaks knowing it all too well she doesn’t love him back.

Extremity

The next day, they woke up after living the most pleasurable night of their life, The night of passion which indicated their wait was worth it. 


How their hearts collide, holding each other and becoming one. 


Zain, being the punctual man, woke up sharp in the morning, freshened up and saw Hoorain sleeping peacefully. 


Hugging the pillow with loud breaths and dropped mouth. 


Smiling, he cannot believe this is a reality, her in his arms, in his domain. 


“You are very pretty.” He whispered, caressing the side of her face with a sincere smile on his lips. 


Sighing, he got up and walked out of the room, earning smirks from everyone but clearing his throat, he looked away with a blush on his cheek. 


Hoorain was so loud that he had to cover her mouth but the question remains. 


Was he too rough or she was untouched? It was their first after all. 


“Look at someone’s glow.” Isra smirked, checking his form. 


37- New Life