MasukEPILOGUE1 year laterA year had passed by since Aniya's demise. I had returned back to my home, receiving only hugs and apologies from my family. Aunt Fauzia had been bawling with guilt, and I did forgive her, yet the epiphany of knowing what she had really thought of me was too sh
Party and EpiphanyEveryone was enjoying...having fun. Sonia walked up to me with some food on her tray."Want some?" She offered."No, thanks." I wasn't in t
Tuck Shop and MemoriesThree months had passed by since I had come to Islamabad. Suddenly, I was just okay with hiding away. My parents would come to visit often, but I just didn't want to go back home. Uncle Imran and Aunt Aima had been overly kind towards me. They would treat me like their own daughter and so far no one was truly bringing forward the sensitive issues. They respected my decision of not wanting to talk about it, and I was just fine with that. Somehow, I was reaching out of my
New Friends and StoriesMy parents had called me early in the morning. They informed me about all that was going on in my hometown, and I couldn't help but grow forlorn. My sibling was visiting; they couldn't come to Pakistan, during the whole Aniya situation, because of a hurricane warning, but now they were back. It was painful to hear all of them, together. I was missing them so much. Ani Appa and Umer Bhai had no clues about what was
Hiding and KnittingDriving back home, my heart was literally bleeding. The vicious words of Aniya's words had made me realize just how cruel and heartless some people could be. The girls, who were behind this, needed to pay for what they did. I had to get them caught without getting Aniya's memory tainted. That was something that needed to be done.Sighing, I now
CHAPTER 5Bullying and ConfessionWith memories clouding my brain, I walked towards my first class of the day. Suddenly, everyone seemed so cold towards me. There was subtle shoving, whispered gossips, etc. Walking up to my class, I noticed the first group already occupied