All Chapters of THE WRONG WEDDING: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

I sat with my head against the soft mattress, which was now moist with my never ending tears. My hands clutching his cold hand in my grasp, which once used to blaze with the warmth of his loving touch. It had been an hour since he had got out of surgery and despite Haniya's constant pleas to go home and rest, I didn't budge. So, she decided to go back to get me food and necessary items for my night stay; since I was nowhere near willing to leave his side for even a single moment. The surgery had been successful, Alhumdulillah. The bullet had penetrated witho

"Rayyan. There's one more thing—" I heard her say, as she pulled away from me. Her hand lingered on the side of my face for another moment, when she spoke without meeting my eyes. Immediately, I felt a sudden sense of panic rising within me. For a long moment, she kept silent with her face turned to a side; chewing on her lower lip. 

I was just getting ready to go downstairs for breakfast, when Rayyan came in. He had left somewhere after waking me up and I assumed he had went down before me. However, seeing the bouquet of roses in his one hand and a paper bag in the other, made me realize my mistake. "Rayyan—" I couldn't finish while taking the flowers from his hand. He didn't say anything but sat down on the bed with a small smile. 

I continued to stand to the far side of the room. My eyes glued to my feet, while I occasionally threw a glance around the room. The Haveli was in an uproar since this morning, in preparation of Zaira's 9th birthday party. The sound of laughter mixed together with everyone's chattering continued to clash against my ears. Yet, I stood fidgeting in my place, feeling very much like a fish out of water. But that's how I had always felt here, anyways.  Someone who didn't belong—

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