All Chapters of THE WRONG WEDDING: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

It had been a few minutes since he had left for his room. I hadn't still mustered the strength to get up. I didn't mean to cry but his apology took me by surprise and even more than that his last words. If I didn't feel overwhelmed by his apology, I would've smacked him for his so called solution.  

"There's no such thing as love—you're mistaking physical attraction for it—" There was no mistaking the coldness in her voice. I knew in that moment that she actually believed this. Even though, I had lost all right to her trust—it seemed impossible for me to stop loving her. It was driving me insane. Zaira, was driving me insane and I felt I'll soon lose all control. Her face was still turned away from me and all I could see was her bare neck—with her hair pulled up into a bun.

The sound of alarm ringing for Fajr, pulled me out of my deep slumber. Slowly and carefully, I loosened my hold on her and switched off the alarm. After turning on the lamp, I went back to face her. Her hair was covering half of her face, while she let out short and even breaths.  'Even in sleep, she looks like an angel.' I thought, my eyes wandering to her hand clutching at the front of my shirt, absentmindedly in sleep. For the past month, we had been sleeping together in my room; eversince the last time she had come here to sleep.

I distractedly chewed on my lower lip while doing last minute preparation for the anniversary celebration later tonight. Very much lost in thought, I tugged the table cloth at the ends, one by one; never feeling satisfied by the unevenness. I never could have for the life of me thought, that someone could exist in this world who would feel grateful towards Allah for making me a part of their life. For the last few years, I had always only complained to Allah for giving me so many hardships. Every time thinking that Allah blessed everyone with happiness. Whereas for me, Allah had only kept the toughest trials. Never once, did I give thanks to Allah for anything. Always found something to complain about. I didn't have faith like Rayyan. He made so many mistakes and turned to Allah i

I sniffed through tears while watching the screen blink with his contact information. When I called him a few minutes after that, he didn't pick up.  'I can't believe it. Every passing minute of the last week, I've only had thoughts filled with nothing but him.'