Amal's pov

i kept staring at my reflection in the mirror i looked pretty i never looked this beautifull in my whole life but today i didnt cried a single tear because i didnt feel anything...
i felt nothing...
it is the day the when the devil is going to take my soul.... i sat there blank and expressionless
i wish i died, death was better than this.

that man is destroying everything in me slowly slowly, step by step.

he humiliates me in a way that is unexplainable he destroyed my self esteem, my dignity, my pride, my basic rights he destroyed everything.
he is my life partner and i cant dare to look him in the eye i cant dare to share my problems with him or talk to him normally i wish i just died rather then selling myself to him.

when i got out of the car i saw a grand hotel
i remember abbu said simple nikah ceremony....
typical desi parents
i shook my head smiling

abbu came by my side and mum by the other they both smiled at me teary eyed i turned and hugged them both

"my precious daughter....I'll have to give her away today" abbu said

"I'll have to live alone at home all day now...both my daughters are married" mum
said

ambreen api came and joined the group hug
"oho abbu..mum you are making her cry her make up will get ruined lets save the tears for the last okay, now come on her husband is waiting to say qubool hai if we dont go in he will come and drag her out"
she said jokingly but the sad part is it is not a joke he can and he will do it

with that mum, abbu and some cousins that were holding my dress helped me walk...we all entered the hotel when we reached to the door of the hall, abbu offered me his hand and ambreen api and mumma came behind me to hold my dress and the cousins just left...
soft music started, doors opened..
me and abbu started walking i looked down the whole time i was nervous not because of so many people, because he was sitting there probably looking at me with lust i kept thinking of how will i stop him from touching me today....there's no way he will listen to me...as i went near stage and looked up he was already standing there offering me his hand which just like everything in my life right now i had to take i had no other option as i climbed up he didnt leave my hand instead he just came close inhaling my scent he said "tonight my love..."

i looked at him disgusted we both sat at the couch we signed the papers qazi asked me qubool hai which was the most painfull thing in my life i couldnt control my tears and everyone thought its happy tears

when it was time to go home i felt something should happen and i wont have to go with him in his house, in his room

during ruqsati i hugged abbu and cried longer than normal brides.. he came near me and whispered "let's go now if you cry so much people will think its a forced marriage"
i looked at him shocked so he is not going to accept the fact that he forced me in this i thought
he glared and looked towards the car and even though i didnt wanted to i sat in quietly trying not to cry
he came towards the drivers seat and we drove off
i kept looking at my family through the mirror we reached his home in 5 minutes, it was closer to the hotel...
his family stood there to welcome us when all the rituals and traditions were completed everyone escorted me towards the car i looked at them confused when i reached he was already sitting in
i sat in he started to drive.
worriedly i asked "where are you taking me"

"to a resort..we will live there till we fly to new york"
i stayed silent

as we reached i saw it was not like a hotel it was like a house he looked at me and said
"its not a normal resort its like a 3bhk house" he paused came closer to my ear and whispered"no disturbance"

stepping out he came to my side and offered me his hand i took it he opened the door we entered and i was awestruck being a middle class girl i felt like i was standing in a palace and before i can stop myself i asked "are you sure its private..i mean its huge for just two people to live".

"get used to the luxury baby your husband is one of the top 10 richest archirects of new york"
i turned towards him shocked top 10? and yet he goes around kidnapping womens.... ba*sta*d i thought wow i cursed someone for the first time but i felt it from the heart

pointing towards a door he said "go to that room I have to talk something with management" nodding i went in and again as soon as i opened the door, luxury punched me in the face.

the designer in me begged me to explore more so i looked around and then turned towards the washroom.

even washroom was so luxurious...i felt if i would touch anything it will get damaged
when i looked in the mirror i was broken from my trance and reality hit me i got panicked and started to sweat and shiver..i felt my feet getting cold i rushed out of the bathroom and started pacing the room trying to think of something...something to save myself when my legs started shivering i sat down on the sofa near bed afraid to even look at the bed that i was admiring few minutes ago
as i was going through this mental trauma the door opened and he entered i scooted closer to the armrest hoping to hide somewhere which was impossible, i started fidgeting my fingers so fast and with so much strength that they started paining. when he unbuttoned his sherwani i felt tears ready to fall from my eyes he kept his sherwani on the sofa and folded his kurta sleeves
pouring some water  in the glass he sat beside me on the sofa and i tried to scoot far away from him but there was no space he offered me the glass i shook my head in a no when he brought the glass near my lips i snatched it from his hands and drank all of it in one gulp some of it falling on my dress he took a tissue and was about to clean the droplets on my chin i snatched that too from him and did it myself
he sighed audibly and moved a little away from me but not much  resting his back on the sofa he kept his left ankle on his right knee and said "calm down amal...its not like i am going to kill you"
i looked at him with hope may be he will not do anything to me forcefully may be since he completed his goal.
he married me
may be he will behave nicely now
may be he will build this relationship normally.... may be?

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what do you guys think will arham do??

xo neelam