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Zaira's POV

"Kyuki behan hai woh meri (Because she is my sister)"

Ishaan shouted, there was an ominous silence in the room as everyone looked shocked. I looked at officer Sahil with a blank expression, I didn't know what to do with what I just heard.

"Tumeh patha tha iske baarein mein? (Did you know about this?)" Sahil asked.

"Nehi sir (No sir)" I said.

"Yaar bura na maano toh ek baath poochon? Tum kar kya rahi thi iske saath? Mathlab tum dono baath bhi karthe the ek doosre se? Tum dono se zyaada personal details toh maine aur Shabhana ne share kiye honge ek doosre se aur woh toh mujeh pasand bhi nehi karthi, areey shaadi karne waale the tum dono yaar (If you don't mind can I ask you something? What were you two even doing with each other? Did you guys even used to talk to each other? I have shared more personal details with Shabhana than you two have with each other and she doesn't even like me, you guys were going to get married)"

"Sir I know, maine socha bhi nehi tha ki ek din yeh sab ithna complicated ho jaayega, when we first got together mere dimaag mein hi nehi aaya ki hum ithne serious ho jaayege ek doosre ke baarein mein, fir sab kuch ithna naturally hotha gaya hamare beech mein aur hum bas uss moment mein saath the......kush the (Sir I know, I never thought that one day all of this was going to ger so complicated when we first got together it never even occurred to me that we were going to get so serious about each other, and then everything kept on happening so naturally between us and we were just in the moment together.....and happy)"

_Flashback_

It was the middle of summer and without warning it was pouring down rain, and just like that I was stuck at a rusty old bus stop while going back home after a rehearsal and while I stood there waiting for the rain to stop a bike stopped right in front of me and there, he was Ishaan and even though we had just met once it felt oddly familiar talking to him.

"Tumeh ghar chodoon? (You need a lift home?)" He asked after a while of chit chatting.

"Weekend hai, mujeh ghar chodne mein waste mat karo apni girlfriend paas chale jaao wait kar rahi hogi wasie bhi (It's the weekend, don't waste it in dropping me home go meet up with your girlfriend or something she must be waiting for me)"

"Dump kardiya usne mujeh.....abb drop karodoon? (She dumped me........can I drop you now?)"

"Okay fine"

I said and got on his bike, I know people like to lie to themselves that they had no other choice during situations like this, but the truth is I had other options the truth is I just wanted to go home with him.

After a pretty silent ride home, we reached under my apartment and I got off his bike.

"Tum upar aajaoo na, coffee pee lethe hai (Why don't you come up, we can have a cup of coffee)" I said. He just looked at me and smiled.

"Aghar iss situation mein aghar main upar aaya toh hum coffee nehi pee rahe honge (If I come up during a situation like this, we won't be just having coffee)"

"I know, ghar pe coffee nehi hai (I know, there is no coffee at home)"

I said without breaking my eye contact with him, and I watched his expression change to exactly what I wanted to see, and before I knew it he was slamming me up against the wall in my living room as we made out with utmost urgency, even though it was evident that we both were getting out of breath we just kept on pulling each other closer, I couldn't wait any longer so I dragged him towards my couch as he took off my top, I pushed him onto my couch and climbed on top of him, without breaking the kiss I dragged my hands across his body feeling his damp shirt which had too much buttons which I couldn't have been bothered to ever unbutton so with a swift motion I grabbed it from both sides and ripped it off him, he gasped at my sudden action and it just sounded like music to my ears, I dragged my hands over his body which was now bare giving me the right amount of satisfaction that I wanted, I slid my hands down between his legs and realized he was as desperate as I was, I brough my hands up and unbuttoned his jeans, he looked down as he did the same to me but I grabbed him by the neck and turned his face at me.

"Don't you dare look away from me" I warned.

He nodded and he made sure not to break eye contact as he wrapped his hands around my thigs pulled me closer and entered me the sensations, I felt were indescribable all I can say is for someone with an innocent face as his own he sure knew exactly what he was doing so I just let him take control over me for this part as we neared completion I bend down and bit down on his neck as we came together. I collapsed on top of him but even as I struggled to catch my breath, I knew I wanted more, I pulled him on top of me luckily, I still had my heels on I stepped on his shoulders with it and pushed him down and he went down on me, no questions asked, as he should.

I was so busy enjoying myself that I didn't hear the door being unlocked the next thing I heard was sound of Nazneen's scream. She came in saw what was going on screamed and went back out closing the door behind her, I got up so abruptly that I hit Ishaan on the face with me knee.

_Flashback ends_

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Ishaan's POV

"Woh behan hai tumhari? Aur ithne time se tum jaanthe the ki woh meri wajah se.......... (She is your sister and all this while you knew that because of me.......)" Ayan struggled to finish his sentence as he was faced by his worst nightmare.

"Haan patha tha mujeh lekin uss time mujeh Naaz ka khayal rakhna tha aur main koi issues nehi create karna caahtha tha issliye maine kuch nehi bola (Yes I knew but at that time I needed to take care of Naaz and I didn't want to create an issue so I didn't say anything)"

"Yeh ladki ithni important kyu hai tumhare liye? Patha haina tumko ki abhi tum apana poori life risk pe daal rahe ho uske liye? (Why is this girl so important to you? Do you realize that you're putting your whole life at risk for this girl right now?)" Shabhana asked.

"Patha hai and I don't care patha hai kyu? Kyuki jab iske wajah se meri behan ka accident hua tha Naaz ne uski jaan bachayi thi, thankfully who ussi building mein thi uss din, mere behan ko woh hospital le gayi saare bills bare mere aur mere family ka khayal rakha usne aur koi nehi tha uss time mera help karne ke liye sirf Naaz thi wahan pe akele usko sab kuch sambal liya tha aur badle mein kuch nehi manga sivaye ek help ke sirf 6 mahine hi caahiye thi usko mere life se mere jagah pe koi aur bhi hotha na woh bhi yahi karta (I know, and I don't care you know why because when my sister got into an accident because of him Naaz saved her life luckily she was at the same building and she took her to the hospital she paid all the bills and took care of me and my family nobody else was there for me back then it was just her all alone single handedly managing everything and she didn't even ask me for anything in return except for a simple favor she just wanted six month's out of my life that's it, if it was anybody else in my position they would have also done the same)"

I said, I knew deep down that trusting Naaz was a risk but that was a risk that I was always willing to take because she has earned my trust even though I might not understand what she is going through or what her intentions maybe I feel it's my responsibility to help her get through it, she is the only women in this world whose presences terrifies me and comforts me at the same time.

_Flashback_

"Naaz please andar aaja (Naaz please come back inside)"

Zaira pleaded even as we were struggling to get dressed amidst the chaos. She nudged me slightly and asked me to put on the hooks of her bra, and that's when I realized that for me it was harder to put that thing on than take it off.

"What the fuck are you doing" Zaira hissed at me.

"Are you kidding me right now? Mujeh yeh roz bina dekhne karna padtha hai tum dekhke nehi kar sakthe? (Are you kidding me right now? I have to do this without looking every day, you can't do it while looking?)"

"Dekho meri galthi nehi hai yeh situation hi bohot tensed hai (Look this is not my fault this situation is just tensed)"

I said and she rolled her eyes at me. Naaz came in took one look at us and I could tell she understood the situation as she came straight at us and with ease pushed me to the side and helped Zaira with her hooks. That girl is so strong.

"Seriously tum soch kya rahi thi? Aur koi nehi mila tumko? (Seriously what where you thinking? You couldn't find someone else?)" Naaz asked.

"Oh hello! Mujme kya problem hai? (Oh hello! What's wrong with me?)" I was offended by her comment.

"Tum toh chup hi raho sharam nehi aayi tumko apne girlfriend pe cheat karthe hue? (You shut your mouth, aren't you ashamed of yourself after cheating on your girlfriend)"

"Cheater nehi hoon main dumb kiya hai usne mujeh (I am not a cheater, she dumped me)"

"Apna tricks apne paas hi rakho tum bohot dekhe hai tumhare jaise (Keep your tricks with you, I have seen a lot of men like you)"

"Excuse me? Mujeh dekhke lagtha hai ki mujeh kabhi bhi tricks ki zaroorat padi hogi? (Excuse me? Looking at me do you feel like I ever needed any tricks?)"

"Naaz yaar jaane do jo ho gaya so ho gay ana main manage kar loongi aaghe (Naaz let it be what happened has happened I will handle it)" Zaira said.

"Whatever, tum nikalo mere ghar se abhi (Whatever, you get out of my house right now)"

Naaz said looking at me like she was trying to burn a hole through my soul. I wanted to protest but Naaaz looked so scary to talk to right now. So I quietly took my shirt and tried to put it on but that's when I realized that all my buttons were ripped off.

"Kya hua? (What happened?)" Naaz asked with more irritation in her voice.

"Who buttons toot gaye hai iska (The buttons are broken)"

"ARE YOU FREAKING KIDDING ME RIGHT NOW?"

Naaz asked looking at Zaira shocked. Zaira just chuckled she wasn't even half as embarrassed as I was.

"Chalo mere saath (come with me)"

Naaz gestured at me. I had no choice but to follow her quietly. We walked into her bedroom and she took out an oversized T shirt and handed it to me.

"Yeh mera hai kyuki Zaira aise kapde nehi pehanthi, aur yeh wapas karne ki baare mein sochna bhi mat (This is mine because Zaira doesn't wear clothes like this, don't even think about returning this)"

"Yes Mam"

I said as I put on the shirt which actually looked nice on me, who knew me and Naaz had similar taste in clothes.

"Dekho mera sach mein breakup ho chuka hai, aur yeh sab main rebound ke liye nehi kar raha hoon mujeh Zaira bohot acchi lagthi hai (Listen I really am broken up and I am not doing all this for rebound I really like Zaira)"

I tried explaining myself.

"Whatever"

Naaz said and tried to walk away.

"Please listen"

I said putting a hand on her shoulder which I now realize was a bad idea because Naaz held my wrist twisted my arm behind me as she held my neck and slammed me against a table nearby.

"Tumne agahr Zaira ko hurt karne ke barein mein socha bhi na main tum ko aise gayab karoongi ki kissi ko tumhari body thak nehi milegi (If you even think of hurting Zaira I would make you vanish in a way nobody is even going to find your dead body)"

Naaz said as she held me down by my head pressing my face on the wooden table.

"I promise kabhi hurt nehi karoonga use (I promise I would never hurt her)"

I said and it's only then that Naaz let me go and walked away calmly like she didn't just threaten to kill me two seconds ago. If I was scared of Naaz before I was terrified of her now, I kept on dating Zaira further but I had made a note to keep my distance from Naaz and I had kept the promise for the most part which was until that one dreadful day I was standing in the middle of a hospital confused and disoriented not knowing what to do and she was just there her white salwar suit now soaked in blood she saw my state and without asking any questions put her arms around me pulled me into a hug and proceeded to help me through the hardest phrase of my life.

_Flashback ends_

"Insaan apne aap ko convince karne ke liye kya kya boltha hai.....Patha hai jab yeh investigation fir se shuru kiya that oh mujeh bohot gussa aaya tha tumpe, par abb taras aa raha hai kyuki abb patha chal raha hai ki uss ladki ne tumko waise hi manipulate kiya tha jaise hi humko kiya by god mastermind hai woh toh (It's crazy the lies people tell to themselves to convince themselves.........you know when we first had to restart this investigation again all I felt was anger for you but now I feel nothing but pity, because that women had manipulated you the same way she manipulated us, I swear she is a mastermind)"

Shabhana said looking down on me. As I looked at her confused.

"Tumeh koi idea bhi nehi hai kithne logon ki zindagi barbad kiya hai tumne ek jhoot bolke? Mere saare victims ki, yeh Ayaan ki aur yaha thak ki tumhair mangethar Zaira ki....(Do you have any idea how many people's life have you destroyed with just one lie? Of all of my victims, of Ayaan even of your fiancé Zaira....)"

"Mere life mein jo bhi hotha hai use Zaira ko koi farak nehi padne wala, usne cheat kiya tha mujpe (What happens in my life is not going to effect Zaira, she cheated on me)"

"Yeh bhi tumko Nazneen ne bathaya tha? (Did Nazneen tell you that too?)"

"Haan par usne photos diya tha mujeh bass (Yes but she just gave me some photos)"

"Main woh photos dekh Sakthi hoon? (Can I see those photos?)"

I hesitated for a bit but then I pulled out my phone and showed Shabhana the pictures of Zaira being intimate with another man.

"Yeh Raghu hai (This is Raghu)" Shabhana said pointing at the man in the picture.

"Kaun? (Who?)" I asked confused.

"Zaira ki judwa behen Zoya ki husband Zoya hamare victims mein se ek hai Nazneen ne tumse jhoot bola hai yeh photo mein jo hai woh Zoya hai uss ladki ne tumse jo kuch bhi kahan hai sab jhoot hai Julie uski behen nehi hai aur usne saare crimes shayad Nazneen ki kehene pe hi kiya tha in fact yeh sab sunke mujeh yeh bhi lagtha hai ki shayad jo tumhare saath hua usme bhi Nazneen ka haath hai I am sorry Ishaan (He is the husband of Zoya, Zaira's twin sister; Zoya is one of our victims Nazneen lied to you the girl in the picture is Zoya not Zaira, Julie is not her sister and whatever crimes she had committed she might have done it because Nazneen told her to, in fact after hearing all this I think maybe what happened to your sister was also her doing I am sorry Ishaan)"

I didn't know how to react to Shabana's words I just excused myself and stepped outside I sat on a bench outside I could feel my entire world crumbling around me as tears rolled down my eyes.

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Zaira's POV

Shabhana walked into the room looking stressed.

"Filhal hamare paas Ishaan ke kilaf koi sabooth nehi hai, laghta hai usko chodna padega (For now we don't have any proof against Ishaan so I think we might have to let him go)" she said.

"Zaroorat padi toh hum usko fir se bulwa sakthe hai (If needed we could call him back again)" Sahil said.

"Toh main usko ghar le jaa sakthi hoon? (So can I take him home?)" I asked.

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Ishaan's POV

I felt a gentle tap on my shoulder I looked up through my tears-soaked eyes it was Zaira.

"Meri mere behen ke saath nehi banthi thi uski death ki kuch time pehele humne ek doosre se milna band kar diya tha mujeh uss baath ki bohot regrets hothe the issiliye maine kabhi meri behen ke baarein mein baath nehi kiya Naaz ko patha tha yeh baath agar mujeh zara sa bhi idea hotha ki Naaz uss information iss tharah use karegi toh main tumko sab kuch pehele hi batha dethi (I didn't get along with my sister we stopped meeting each other a while before her death I always regretted it that's why I avoided talking about her and Naaz knew about this, If I has any idea that she would use that information this way I would have told you everything beforehand)"

"Maine tumpe cheat kiya hai Zaira, mere wajah se tumhari behen ka.......(I cheated on you Zaira, and because of me your sisters.......)"

"Mujeh uss baath se koi farak nehi padtha, jo kuch bhi maine suna hain a andhar uske baath I am just glad ki tum zinda ho, please mere saath ghar aajao (I don't care about all that, after everything that I heard in there I am just glad you are alive, please come home with me)"

Zaira said cupping my cheeks, at this point I was so overwhelmed with emotions all I could do was hold onto her as I broke down crying.