"Have you lost your mind?". She shouted angrily pushing him, "My father is many things but not a murderer".

"He was going to kill our child". He accused angrily

She crosses her hand not fazed by the deadly look in his eyes, "He didn't kill your mother. I am done speaking with you this is ridiculous".

She went to sit on the bed with her hands in her lap trying to think if there were ever signs of somewhere her father doing such a thing but even if he was the worse, he couldn't do that.

"How do you know he didn't do it?". He asked sitting on the couch, "It's not like he will declare it".

"Then how do you know that he did it?. Do you have proof?". She taunted looking at him

"Yes, I do. It was his car that hit my mother car that night". He said angrily, "My father showed me all the proof and your father confessed".

She shakes her head not believing, "Tell me how your mother died".

He took a deep breath, "That night I was supposed to live in my friend's place. My mother went out at late night driving away when a car from the opposite side hit her. Her car was crushed and she didn't survive when she was brought to the hospital".

"What was the date?". She asked hesitating

"26 January". He said frowning watching the colour leaving her face, "It was your father who did it, right?. He was the one, wasn't he?".

She feels her breathing hitched as she places her hand on her chest trying to calm herself down. He immediately moves towards her wrapping his arms around her calming her down.

She continued to lean her head on his chest, "It was my mother. My mother died on 27th January".

She started crying leaving him shocked as he tried to take in the information.

"That night we were coming back together. My mother was very strict when driving, she never speaks and always stays focused on the road. We were in the right lane and I know that we weren't wrong and our car didn't had any fault. It all happened in a minute, we were driving then we saw blinding lights and a car hit our car throwing it off". She started crying even harder, "It was my father car but it was my mother and I who were in it. I clearly remember the officer on the case saying that it was the other driver who wasn't driving right".

He felt everything stop around him. He tried hard to remember the day in the hospital as he was in shock he barely remembered anything that day. All he remembers was his mother body coming out of the operation room wrapped in white cloth which haunted him to this day.

He waited for a very long time crying as he looks at the door to open so he could meet his mother. He doesn't know what happened but all he knows, for now, was that his mother met an accident.

Even his father wasn't here.

The day has changed from 26th to 27th. And he came to know about his mother just an hour ago while he was at his friend's place.

"No. No. She can't go. She cannot leave me here. Save her. Take her back and save her". He heard someone crying

He turned around to find a girl possibly at the same age as him crying over the body wrapped in white in front of her on the stretcher.

"Mommy, please. I can't live without you. Please, don't leave me here alone. I am scared".

His eyes widen as he realises that the girl he saw in a green frock with the body all over her and the bandages on her body must have been her.

"Were you wearing a green frock?". He asked pulling back as he looked at her red eyes from all the crying

She nodded meekly closing her eyes tired from the crying. He couldn't believe all of this. This is absurd. Was what she said true?. Was he falsed?. Did his father lied?.

There were countless questions and still a whole day until Akbar gets here so he could get out of here to find the answer.

He moves her hair away from her face, "You must be tired". She nodded slowly, "I will prepare you a shower. Why don't you shower and sleep then?".

"A bubble bath". She said softly and he smiles nodding as he leaves to the bathroom

Once he was away from her sight he feels his legs wobbling. If it was all true then what?. What was he going to do next?. He had blamed her father and did everything, what was he going to do?.

He prepared her shower and she went to the bathroom with a new pair of clothes. After showering she went to bed when he passed her the medicine and she slept leaving him alone with his thoughts.

He looks at her sleeping as he lay beside her. He shouldn't have ever treated her the way he did. He shouldn't have done anything that he had been doing.

He holds her hand that was in front of him closing his eyes trying to enjoy this comfort for as long as it lasts.

She opens her eyes feeling the need to take out whatever she had inside of her stomach which made her bolt out of the bed when she finds her hand in his tight grip pulling her back. She pulled her hand out with little force making him open his eyes as she rushes towards the washroom.

He watches her face pale and he had seen that often in the past week. He was worried, no, very worried at first but after speaking to her doctor he came to know she will continue being like that for a while which didn't help him feel any better.

He runs behind her watching her puke everything out. He moves towards her pulling her hair back, patting her back to provide her help in any way he could. After she was done she moves to rinse her mouth looking exhausted.

"Even Ehan never did this to me". She said groaning once she was done cleaning herself

She turns around leaning on the sink looking at him, "It must be because of you".

"I am not that horrible". He said offended

She hides her smile, "I never said that but if you want to say it yourself, I will agree".

He crosses his arms over his chest leaning towards her, "What do you mean by that?".

"Oh, that". She said joining her hand together, "I meant the baby must be acting out because he knows you are here".

"So, our child is being this way because he knows I will take care of you both". He said smiling as he looks at her skin gaining colour back

"If that is the case, I am going to kick you somewhere far away from me so I can be in peace". She said huffing

He chuckles, "I am not going anywhere I told you that. I will find you no matter what".

She rolls her eyes, "I am hungry and speaking to you is draining me".

He shakes his head at her behaviour agreeing to eat after they shower. She changes into the next pair of clothes which she didn't actually like to be in. Now, she knows why Zainab was so excited to make this dress.

She took a deep breath trying to keep her face blank if her morning clothes didn't have a puke smell, she would have worn them.

After cursing Zainab for a while she finally stepped outside. He looks at the sun stretching over the country lighting it up. He remembers when he used to be lonely while watching the sun go up and down but his life was just plain.

Those painful seven years.

Nothing can ever be as worse as them and every season just seem pointless as they all pass away anyways. But he started to cherish these seasons because every season that will pass, she will be with him.

He finds movement behind him so he turned around only to have his heart leap out of his chest at the sight in front of her.

"Why are you holding my shirt as if your life depends on it?". He asked watching as she tries to hide away making him hide his smile

"Just don't shower today. You won't die". She snapped as she starts to wear his shirt

He takes two long strides standing right in front of her stopping her hand making her look at him frowning.

"Why are you covering?". He said taking a step towards her making her step back

"Stop it". She said narrowing her eyes at him as he takes another step making her step back until her back hit the wall

"Do I have to?". He asked placing his hands on either side of her leaning closer to her as his breathing fans over her cheeks, "Do you want me to?".

She could hear her heartbeat rising as his scent washes over her driving her insane. She tries to not be sway away but having someone as handsome as him standing in front of her didn't help her state.

He moves his hand over her shoulder bringing it down her arm, "Do you, Jaan?".

She closes her eyes feeling the sensation passing through her body until the shirt in her tight fist was ripped through her hand making her open her eyes watching him.

"I don't think so". He said grinning as he looks at his shirt, "Now I know why he asked me the colour you like the most. Since you dressed up nicely, it's only fair I do the same for you".

He went to the bathroom and she releases a breath she didn't know she was holding all this time. She went in front of the dresser to find her cheeks flaring and she turns to look at the bathroom angrily wanting to punch him just once.

She finds a beautiful moon shaped necklace on the dresser since she was already going to be in a dress, it wouldn't hurt anything. Strangely, she started from a necklace, earrings, bracelet and finally styling her waving air leaving them open.

"You like the colour on me, don't you?". He asked

She turns around looking at him making her breathing hitched as he dries his hair with a towel. She knows he was built but she never imagined he would have improved this much. Was he growing backwards?.

She knows well why she said he looks good in colour because his eyes and his bread always looks more intense in them. She just didn't think it will all attack back to her and make her heart go in a frenzy.

He throws the towel in the laundry bin looking at her standing there like a statue.

"I guess it's only fair to have you like that so you know I must feel every time I look at you". He said softly as he moves towards her taking her hand pulling her closer to him

He wraps his arms around her waist pulling her more closer, "Breathtaking gorgeous".

She looks in his eyes which held the love he had for her shining in them. She knows her eyes must be similar to how they were seven years ago because that was when she started loving him.

It was all new and fresh but now when it's all grown, it's prettier. Just like how a tree grows from the roots but it looks prettier when it blooms. Her love was blooming in different beautiful flowers each day and each day she fell further in love with him.

She wonders if he loves her. Will he break her heart again?.

"Why?". She asked looking at him trying her best to not allow her tears to come out

He frowns placing his hand over her cheeks caressing lovingly, "Why, what?".

"Why are you so adamant on getting me back?. Why didn't you move on?. Why did you suffer and why did you choose to save me from the man my father was selling me off to?". She said as her voice rises at the end of her words

His hands tightened around her as his eyes darkened hearing the last words, "If I find that man anywhere around here, I will kill him to ever think he can have you in that filthy way".

"Then why?. Why have you been doing all this?". She asked frustrated

"Don't you remember?". He asked watching as the confusion lace her eyes, "I was the boy you met in hospital".

"Did your mother leave you, too?". She asked sitting beside the boy she found crying when her mother was taking in some cold storage room

She found the boy crying when she came back to the operation room for his mother. He was curled up by himself crying in the corner leaning against the wall.

He raises his head looking at her, "Your mother left like mine".

She nodded as tears brimmed her eyes, "I am scared".

"Of what?".

"I don't know. I want her back".

She started to cry again while he joins her as they share their sorrow and a strange sense of comfort between them. Without words, without knowledge of who they were but they stayed together comforting each other that day.

"Y-You". She stutters as she remembers now

He was the reason she was able to find comfort in the world. If he wasn't there that day with her when no one stayed beside her, not even her father, she would have broken badly.

Because he stayed with her and comforted her she was able to move forward-thinking as he will be doing the same.

"I just remember it last night". He said placing a strand of her hair away, "I never thought we will meet like this again". She nodded still taken back, "I often used to wonder how you were or what you would be doing. Whenever it was 27th January I thought if you have someone to cry with. I thought about how you would look now grown up but I never thought we will be together in this strange way".

"I thought about you too". She confessed, "Often every time I was alone and felt the need to be with someone. Maybe that's why I fell for you that easy".

"Perhaps". He said shrugging, "I am glad to have you with me, Anabia".

"But you didn't know about this until last night. Then why did you continue to do all of that for me?". She asked tilting her head looking at him

He leans down bringing this lips closer, "Do you still not know why?".

She shakes her head meekly because any wrong move can result in actions she might not want to take.

"It's because you are the woman who has the key to my heart". He said joining their lips

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Usman winning hearts here.