***Just a little warning, this chapter has a little dark sense and is little emotional***

•||Ch29.5: Overwhelmed & Honeymoon||•

||Mirha POV||

I smiled looking down at my sleeping Ali. He looked so cute when he slept. I slowly and carefully removed his heavy arm from my waist and stood up from the bed.

I tip toed to the washroom and took warm shower. I changed my dress and exited from the washroom while massaging my forehead. Ali was now woke up and was typing on his phone as expected.

I frowned at him and crossed my arms. He noticed my presence and looked up. He put his phone aside and came near me while I was glaring at him.

"I thought we both would take shower together to save the water," He said with a smirk.

I was trying my best not to blush but somehow I failed and looked away from him with blushing cheeks.

"Shut up!" I mumbled and pushed him away from me.

He laughed and went to the washroom. His phone made beep voice countless times in five minutes which giving more headache. I fed up and grabbed his phone.

My heart was telling me not to open it but my brain was telling me other thing and I ended up listening to my brain. All colours from my face went white and I regret opened it.

Neha: Sweetheart, how about we meet after you come.

Neha: When are you leaving that stupid wife of yours?

Neha: You promised right? You will divorce her after coming back to Pakistan and we will marry right after?

All these messages were showing on the notification bar and there were more like that similar messages but I didn't read them. I put the phone back and sat on the bed. My mind was not helping me because it was numb and I was feeling myself out of breath.

I stood up and opened the balcony door and stepped out of the room to the balcony. My eyes didn't have any tears and I didn't cry because I was fed up of crying.

All the memories of that night played in my mind in which we became one. Was it fake and all set up? My heart was constantly telling me not to believe it and if anything then directly asked Ali.

The sound of the door opened was heard but I didn't turn around.

"Mirha? Are you on balcony?" He asked from the room.

"Mirha?"

I quickly composed myself and went inside the room. He was picking up his phone but stopped when he saw me and smiled at me. I couldn't return the same smile, so I gave him faked smile.

"Are you fine?" He asked looking at me with concern.

"Yeah I am! I just need to go out for fresh air," I whispered.

He nodded his head and picked his phone. He put it in his pocket and came to me. He grabbed my hand and took me out of the room.

I stared down at our intertwined hands whole time till we were out of the hotel. That was when I listened to my heart and decided I would believe Ali cause he would never do this behind me. And all those times maybe he was messaging his PA.

"Mirha, what is going on your mind?" He asked.

"Nothing. It's just useless things," I said looking up at him with smile.

He looked at me for a second then nodded his head with a smile and wrapped his arm around my shoulder.

"Do you want to go mall for shopping?" He asked kissing my head.

I nodded my head with a smiled. A shopping would help me taking my mind off from useless things.

First, we had our breakfast then we both shopped a lot and I was happy because Ali didn't complain once like any man complained. I bought clothes, shoes and gifts for everyone back at home.

After shopping, Ali grabbed my bags and messaged someone. Few minutes later, a man came to us and took bags from Ali and went away. Then Ali pulled me with him to a jewelry shop.

"Select a ring for yourself," He said, softly.

"Why?" I asked.

"Surprise!" He said with a wink and smirk.

"Isn't last night surprise enough?"

"Not when I have many surprises for you," He said kissing my forehead.

I smiled at him and started looking for a ring. I selected one and showed him. He smiled and bought it and packed it.

Ali pulled me out of shop and out of the mall. I didn't notice we spent our whole day in the mall.

"Where are we going now?" I asked, curiously.

"Surprise!" He answered, simply.

We both walked silently enjoying each others company but Ali stopped me after ten minutes of walking. A blindfold was put on my eyes.

"Ali!" I whispered.

"Shh..!"

He grabbed my hand and put his other arm around my shoulder. I let him pulled wherever he was pulling me. What felt like a long time, we finally stopped and few minutes later, the blindfold was took off from my eyes.

I blinked few times then looked forward with a gasped. I searched for Ali's hand then held it. I turned to him and threw my arms around him and giggled.

"Oh My God! Ali! This is such a lovely view!" I whispered and laughed.

"Come on! Its time to make a wish!" He said pulling away.

He grabbed a flying lantern and I helped him with it. While I held it, he lit it up then held it and handed me a black pen.

Let us end up together till our last breath then in hereafter.

I smiled down at it and we both held it together. Eight now we both were at the ocean and many couples and people were around us with the flying lantern in their hands.

Everyone countdown with their eyes closed. On the zero, we all left the lanterns and let them flew high on the sky.

"Happy Birthday!"

Ali whispered in my ear.

I looked at him with wide eyes and gasped. I forgot my birthday. He pulled a box out of his pocket and opened it.

"May I?"

It was the same ring which he made me select. I nodded my head and put my hand in his hand.

"I know I make many mistakes and behaved so rude in the beginning of our relation. I make many mistakes in my life from which you get hurt but I promise I will not repeat any of my mistakes in future," He said looking deeply in my eyes.

"Not repeat any mistakes? Then that's mean you will make more mistakes? Huh?" I asked and laughed before wrapping my arms around him.

He also wrapped his arms around me and laughed before said kissing on my head,

"We all make mistakes so all I can say I will try my best not to make any mistake."

"Thank you so much for be there for me, Ali!" I said taking his hand in mine.

"Just to let you know there is more. So have your all thanks to yourself," He said winking at me.

"Seriously?" I gasped.

He nodded his head and pulled me with him. I excitedly followed him all the way to our hotel where we were staying. We both exited from the elevator and stood in front of the door of our room. He opened the door and pushed it, and let me enter first.

"Oh! My! God! Ali!" I yelled in excitement after seeing our room.

(I tried to find the picture like I explained how everything is decorated but I couldn't find. I hope this picture will work.)

The ceiling was covered with all pink and white balloons and the floor was decorated with rose petals and the walls had fairy lights with my pictures hanging on its wire.

"I take it. You like this all," Ali whispered from behind me and wrapped his arms around me from behind.

"Like it? Ali, you have no idea how much I love it," I said in excitement.

"Now come one. There is more," He said picking me up in his arms.

"What? More?" I asked with wide eyes.

"Yeah! More! Why? Are you tired?" He asked pecking my lips.

I blushed and shook my head and rest it on his shoulder. He walked to the balcony and opened the door. He stepped in the balcony and put me on the floor while I looked at the balcony with wide eyes and opened mouth.

"Oh my God! Ali!" I whispered looking at the decorations with a grin.

"It's time to cut the cake," Ali sang and pulled me in front of the table.

We both kneeled down and I noticed my cake. It was red velvet cake with my name written on it. Ali handed me the knife and I cut the cake as Ali sang birthday song. I took a little piece of cake and put it front of Ali's mouth. He opened his mouth and before he ate it, I quickly pulled it back and put it in my mouth with a wink. Then I rubbed my creamy fingers on Ali's face while he was busy staring me in shocked.

"Hey! That's not fair." He said with a playful glare then his lips curled up in a smirk.

He dipped his fingers in my cake and rubbed it on my nose. I slapped his hand away and glared at him.

"Look, Mr. Arash Ali, what you have done with my cake. How dare you to dip you finger in my cake?" I asked him, angrily with a pout and put my hands on my waist.

"What? You love the cake more than me?" He asked challenging me to deny.

"Yes, I do love cake more than you and who told you that I love you?" I asked him with a smirk.

"Oh really!"

He tried to reach me but I quickly stood up and ran from him. He ran behind me and grabbed me. We both fell on the small couch and he started tickling me.

"Ali! Please!" I laughed and pleaded him.

"No, first admit it you love me more than anything," He said still tickling me.

"Ali! Stop!" -My tears flowed through my eyes and I tried to push his hands away from my stomach- "Oh my God! Ali! OK! OK! Fine!"

"Fine what?" He asked slowly down a little.

"That I admit I love the cake more than you!" I yelled and pushed him away from me.

He fell on the floor which made me giggled and I quickly ran inside the room. Ali came behind me and held me by my waist and threw us on the bed. We both bounced and Ali quickly jumped on top of me.

"Say you love me more than anything," He said showering my face with kisses.

"This is torture!" I whined and tried to get away from him.

"No! First say it!" He said still showering my face with kisses.

"It! Now happy?" I asked and giggled.

"I didn't say to say 'it'. I told you to say 'I love you more than anything'," He said pulling away and looked down at me before again attacking on my face.

"OK! OK! I love you more than anything! Now happy?"

"Very! And I love you more, too" He said and pressed his lips on my lips.

He pulled away and I rubbed my creamy nose at his other cheek. His both cheeks had cream on it and I laughed at his creamy face. He rolled his eyes at my childish behavior and went back to balcony.

He came back with a plate of cake in my lap with spoon and laid beside me. I comfortably made his arm my pillow and leaned on it. I silently ate my cake with a sad smile.

"Why are not looking happy?" Ali asked.

"It's my first birthday without my parents and I am missing them," I mumbled looking down at my cake.

"You want your parents to be happy?" He asked me.

I nodded my head and frowned a wave hit me up in my forehead.

"Then you should start smiling. I know no one can replace your parents but wherever they are, just remember they both are happy there. But if you become sad and upset then they will never live in peace. So now smile for your parents, love," Ali said kissing my forehead.

I smiled and rested my head back on his shoulder. Ali massaged my forehead gently and softly.

"What are you doing?" I asked him.

"Massaging your forehead. Don't think I didn't notice how you frown then massage your head. I have to take you to the doctor before this headache gets more worst," Ali said, strictly.

"Ali, there is no need to go to the doctor," I whined.

"You are going to the doctor tomorrow morning and that's is. Now no argue," He said, sternly.

I put the empty plate on the nightstand and leaned on Ali while he massaged my head. My eyes dropped slowly as I felt relax as Ali massaged me.

• • •

I sneezed for the countless times since we came back from Turkey. I rested my back against the door and sneezed again.

"Mirha? Open the door? Take your medicine!"

Ali banged on the door, loudly. But I didn't open it. I was so tired of him and from everything. He forced me everytime to take medicine and never told me for what purpose he was giving me medicine.

My head was also not helping me very much. It was hurting badly like someone was hitting my head with hammer. It was half a month since we came back from Turkey.

And I spent my half of month like this. Sitting all alone in the door. Ali's behavior was changing and now he again became demanding Arash. He forced me to eat, sleep and take medicine.

I didn't know but I had this fear inside me that Ali was giving me this medicine to kill me. So he could make Neha his wife. I noticed him many times talking on his phone but he hanged up whenever I came in his sight, and also how he texted her every night. And mostly nights he returned home late and left for work early.

"Mirha! I am telling you last time to open this door before I break it," He yelled from the other side.

I coughed and sneezed again and again. I slowly stood up and opened the door. Outside was standing an angry Ali with furious dancing in his eyes.

He narrowed his eyes at me and grabbed my arm, and pulled me out of the washroom. I whimpered painfully because his grip was hurting me.

"Stop behaving like a kid, Mirha! You are not fine!" He scolded me, strictly.

"I am fine, Arash!" I mumbled rubbing my forehead.

He stood in front of me in surprised and disbelief but quickly composed himself. He glared at me with blank eyes and put medicines in my hand.

"Take them!" He said, coldly.

I blinked back my tears and gulped them down painfully and coughed vigorously. He rubbed my back and laid me down on the bed when my coughs ended.

"Sleep!" He said, a little softly.

He put duvet on me and went out of the room. I quickly wiped the tears which flowed through my eyes. I heard the beep sound and looked at the nightstand. His phone was on the nightstand and it beeped again. I slowly picked his phone and saw a message on the notification bar.

Neha: Are you coming to hotel? I am waiting for you at this hotel. I promise you will have more fun than your wife gives you.

There was also the address and room number of that hotel. I gasped at the message. I quickly put the phone down on the nightstand and laid down back on the bed when I heard the footsteps coming closer.

He entered in the room and came near me. He picked his phone and checked it. He read the message and typed. I was trying to find the a glimpse of any emotion from his face and saw one side of his lips curved up in a smirk.

"I will be back home. Don't wait for me it might take time," He said and leaned down to kiss my forehead but I turned my back at him.

I felt him moving away from and walked out of the room. The door closed with a loud bang which made me jump and sobbed. I quickly stood up and wore my shoes.

I picked my phone and walked out of my room. I didn't take the front door because I knew Danial was outside. So I went out from the back door and took an auto.

I gave him the address of the hotel and wiped my tears. I was trying to tell myself that Ali couldn't do this with me. But what you could get from a message like this from your husband's ex?

I felt lightheaded and rubbed my forehead. I took few deep breaths and blinked many times as my vision was getting blur. The auto stopped in front of the hotel. I gave him the many and quickly entered in the hotel.

I caught the glimpse of him getting in the elevator. When the elevator closed, I took the other elevator and pressed the button of the floor where that room was.

I was feeling suffocated and again lightheaded. I stood leaning against the door. The elevator reached to that floor and I searched for the room. When I found the room, I stood in front of it with crazily beating heart and uneven breath.

The door wasn't locked so I twisted it's knob and opened it quietly. I stared at the sight in front of me with wide eyes and in disbelief. Neha was pressed against the wall and Ali had trapped him and between the wall. They were so close to each, just an inch their lips were away from each other.

I gasped loudly at their closeness. They both pulled away and he looked at me with wide eyes and in shocked.

“This is why you come late home. And this why you will come home late tonight, too. Well played, Mr. Arash Ali. Well played. I couldn't believe myself how I let you make me fall in love with you. How I let you make me broken and played with my feelings. I hate you, Arash. I hate you for everything,” I yelled, painfully and ran out of the room.

I pushed the elevator button and it opened in a second, and I stepped inside it. He didn't come after me to stop me. I stepped out of the suffocated elevator when it reached to ground floor.

I ran out of the hotel and took an auto. I gave the driver Arash's home address. He was no more Ali to me now. Now he was the old same Arash.

I held my throbbing head in my hands and cried silently on my fate. When he stopped the auto, I handed him the money and ran inside the house. I ran up to the room which I and Arash shared, and entered inside the washroom.

I locked the door and threw everything here and there. He was going to leave me just like my parents. He would divorce me. The door banged many times and his voice also came,

“Please. Listen to me once! Please, Mirha!”

I was trying to catch my breath but it was uneven. My heart and head was hurting so much which was making me wish to die. And this was what I did. I took the razor blade and cut my wrist.

The door was continuously knocking but I didn't dare to open it. His loud angry voice was booming with the knocks of the door. My vision was getting blur and I felt my body becoming numb slowly by slowly.

“Mirha open this damn door. I know you are inside,” He was calling me with anger, “I will not do anything to you but open this door.”

Last time he said same thing but that wasn't true. He promised me he would never do anything to hurt me but now he broke it. But I guess I forgot that promises are meant to be break.

I knew better once the door opened the worst torture of my life would begin where he would make Neha his second wife and kicked me out of his life.

My eyes were slowly closing and I didn't try to open them. Why did I even try to open my eyes and force my body to wake up when I knew he would kill me alive, once the door opened by signing the divorce papers. He was a cruel man who didn't know the meaning of love. Who just only knew how to break his promises and someone's heart.

I looked down at the red liquid which was pooled around me. The liquid was slowly spreading more. This red liquid was not coming from tap instead it was flowing through my wrist which I slit.

I thought life was beautiful and it was like a fairytale where you had your prince who treated you like a princess but that was not truth. Whenever you see life is treating you good and nicely without any problem then be ready because it is planing to destroy you apart like it completely destroyed me by the love of my life.

Ask me. What was my fault in all this? Just this I love him without my knowledge. I fell for him when I knew he could torn me apart. I should have known from the beginning that he would never change. Slowly I felt lightheaded and my head hit the floor where my blood was pooled.

My eyes were now completely closed and I heard the loud banging on the door like he was trying to break the door. I heard the loud thud and his voice but it was too late because when I heard his screaming voice which was calling my name I gave up on my body. His voice was the last thing which I heard before completely drowning in the darkness,

“Mirha!”

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