The Outcome.

Azaan's Pov.

I was so angry at Saira for what she did to me. To my love and the respect I have given her but why would she betray me like this when she knows what happened between Fahd and me?

But still, she went and did the same thing as Faryal did.

Betray me with my best friend who was like a brother. I don't need any other explanations from her.

I just want her out of my life and my house. I walked into the house to pack her bags and throw them out of the house.

I threw everything that was hers into two suitcases and placed them at the entrance to the house. I didn't want her to stay here even if it was just a minute.

"Azaan, I have the best news to give you. Where are you, habiby", I hear her calling for me from the entrance. "What's going on? Are we going somewhere....?

"Nice acting. No we arent going anywhere. It is only you are leaving me this house along with your lover and that....."

She couldn't let me finish before slapping me.

"What is wrong with you, Azaan? What lover are you talking about?" she asks me with tears forming in her eyes.

"This lover", I tell while throwing the pictures at her. 

Saira's Pov.

I wanted to surprise Azaan but I got the biggest surprise in my life.

"This lover," he tells me while throwing pictures at me.

I looked down to see the pictures. I was shocked to see my face with Fahd in a position that looked like we are doing some things.

"Azaan, this isn't me...."

"Then who is it? Tell me, Saira. Do you have a twin sister that I don't know about?", he tells me shaking my shoulders.

"Azaan, stop. Please, this isn't me. I did meet him but for something else...."

"Shut up and get your things and leave before I do something that I would regret. Now!", he bellowed making me scared.

I have never seen him this angry before, I need to just explain to him that what the pictures say isn't me but someone has photoshopped them with me and Fahd together.

There's only one person that I could think of who would do this. And that is Faryal.

It has to be her and no one else but her.

"Azaan, please listen to me...."

He didn't even let me finish when he grabbed my hand and pushed me to the door making me fall.

"I don't want you in my life, Saira. I will send the divorce papers through your parents. I don't want to see or even hear from you ever again," he yelled at me and closed the door in my face.

"We are all alone now, baby. You and me against everything and everyone who will hurt us. It's just you and me now baby. One day your father will know about you but until then it will be too late for him to get us back", I wiped my tears and grabbed my bags, and walked toward the gate hoping that I could find a taxi that would take me to a hotel.

But what I didn't know was that I had dropped the gift that I wanted to give to Azaan.

I didn't want to go to my parent's home because I didn't want them to worry about me.

"Are you alright, miss?", the taxi driver asks me as he sees me crying.

"We will be fine, thank you", I told him giving him a small smile.

"Okay miss. Here we are", he tells me as he parks the car near the hotel.

"Thank you".

"You are welcome. Don't give up, miss. Things will look up for you, in future".

"Thank you and in shaa Allah", I tell him as I walked into the hotel.

I booked a room for a week to get my things in order and then I will have to go and see my family and inform them what had happened between Azaan and me.

This is what I get for giving you a chance Azaan. A second chance to change but that didn't happen as you believed the pictures which were photoshopped by Faryal. You will never believe it even if I try to explain things to you. The only one who will end up getting hurt is me and my baby.

My unborn baby is innocent in all of this. It is time for me to let him go and move on from all of this. The only thing I will need is to talk to my parents and tell them what happened. And then I will have to tell Mamma Hayat too.

She treated me like her own daughter and not her daughter-in-law as most in-laws would have treated their sons' wives.

I am sorry, my baby for everything. You might never meet your father because he might never accept you as his blood.

But that will not make me love you less, my baby. You will be my world, my everything, and most importantly I won't let you get hurt. This is my promise to you my precious. And I will never break it, my darling as you have become the most important person in my life.

Now it's just us baby.