Aditya huffed, he had spent all morning trying to work out what the hell that flower meant

He picked up his phone, calling Zoya, he clearly couldnt work this out alone

"Hello" Zoya spoke

Aditya huffed again "Morning, what the hell does a purple hyacinth mean"

Zoya made a face "It symbolises asking for forgiveness, why"

Aditya scrunched up the flower in his hand "And how do you know this"

"My ammi was a florist, why"

"I need to go to where she worked, get ready, ill explain everything on the way"

XXX

"So, she gave you this flower last night, but why" Zoya muttered

Aditya parked outside the florists, sighing "I have no idea but we're going to find out okay"

Aditya stood outside the car, he walked towards the shop, "Hello, a woman used to work here, she owned the shop, her name was"

The man nodded "Roshana you mean"

Zoya nodded "Yes, do you know why she left"

"Between us, she became bankrupt, and this creepy guy offered her money, she decided to take it, assuming she could pay it back, but she couldnt, eventually she agreed to work for him, like he owned her"

Zoya slammed her fist down "What do you mean like he owned her"

The florist shrugged "She was his from that day, he owned her"

Aditya looked over at Zoya "Zoya, its okay, we can fix this"

"Do you have any idea who this man was" asked Aditya

The man shook his head "No, sorry, did you know Roshana"

Zoya nodded "She's my ammi"

The man looked shocked "Really, are you sure, she never mentioned having any children, just a husband"

Zoya's brows frowned "Yeah and I have a younger sister, her husband is my father"

"Oh, you're Harsh's daughters" the man asked

Zoya looked at Aditya "No, Waseem is my Abbu, Harsh is, oh my" she fell back, Aditya grabbed her waist, steadying her

"Did she tell you Harsh was her husband or something" he asked

The man shook his head "No, I just assumed, he was always in here, visiting her, giving her gifts, maybe he was the man she got the money off of, whenever I asked her about the loan she just said the man was creepy"

"Thanks for your help" replied Aditya

"Sure, have a good day and say hello to your mum"

Aditya helped Zoya sit down "Its okay Zoya, we can fix this"

Zoya looked up teary eyed "Are we ever going to be free, or will this continue forever, I thought this was over"

"One day Zoya, one day all this pain will just float away and we will be normal again"

Zoya grabbed his hand, her nails sunk into his skin "You wont ever leave me will you, I couldn't do this without you"

Aditya shook his head "Ill be by your side the whole way, but we need to get proof that my father is against your mother, or we have no chance"

Zoya nodded "I just, I thought this was over, you know"

"Me to Zoya, me to" he pulled her up, sitting her in the car, he slammed the door and looked around

XXX

Harsh got out of the car, he looked over at the man with the hood on "I thought I told you to be gone from here"

The man turned around "You broke my trust, im here to tell you that this isnt over"

Harsh sighed "I run this game, you do as I say, what is it, you want more money"

He shook his head "I want you to leave them alone"

Harsh laughed menacingly "No can do, don't involve yourself in something you wont get out of, I gave you an easy way out, just leave now before I am forced to come back for you"

XXX

Zoya looked away, Aditya grabbed her hand "Zoya, I know its hard but now isnt the time to break"

"I dont know if I can stay strong, everytime I think I can do this, then I can't, I just want to be free"

Aditya squeezed her hand "You see you are strong already, we've been through so much, we can get through this, I promise you Zoya, im going to save her"

Zoya sniffed, wiping her tears "Okay"

Zoya leant forward, she placed her palm on his cheek "Thank you"

XXX

"Please, please just let me be free" begged Roshana

Harsh glared down at her "No, you made your choice, you took my money, you are mine until your dead"

She looked up through her tears, his hand tight around her throat

"I can pay the money back now please"

He pressed his heel into her hand, making her scream as he let go of her throat

"That wasn't the deal and you know it"

She grabbed her hand, holding it to her chest "Please, please just dont harm my daughter, please"

He snarled "Ill think about it"

XXX

Roshana sat in her room alone, her hands shook as she placed the letter down, she picked up the picture of her family, pressing a kiss to it she let out a sob

"I wont hold you down anymore, with me gone you can all be free, I hope you will forgive me"

She jumped as she heard Waseem knocking on the door "Are you okay, you've been in there ages"

"Yeah, be out in a bit"

She opened the bottle of pills, swallowing some she downed some water and then slid to the floor

Her phone rang by her side

"Assalaam-o-Alaikum" she whispered, her eyes faltering close

"Wa'alaikum Salaam, Ammi, its Zoya, are you okay"

She sniffed "Im okay, you"

Zoya sighed in relief "Im okay ammi"

"Hum apse beinteha mohabbat karte you know that, I would never let you get hurt if I could help it, tell Noor the same"

Zoya nodded "I know, we love you to, if something was wrong, you'd tell me right"

"Of course, Khuda hafez Zoya"

"Khuda hafez Ammi"

The phone dropped from her hand as her eyes rolled back

XXX

Noor walked up the stairs, "Ammi" she called, knocking on her door

She opened it "Ammi dinner" she stopped, her breath caught in her throat

"Ammi" she ran, lifting her head, "Abbu, Zoya" she shouted loudly, the sobs racked her body

Waseem and Zoya ran up the stairs, stopping in their tracks

"She isnt breathing, Abbu call an ambulance"

He fell to the floor, removing his glasses he fell into the wall

Zoya lifted the note from the table

I refuse to be a burden, I love you all, you can be free now, I am so sorry for what I have done, but know I did it because I love you all, take care of yourselves, have faith in Allah