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Unexpected Promises

"Ok ma'am, maybe you are right. But what do you want from me? Why have you even kidnapped me?" I asked her annoyed while glaring at her. I couldn't believe I was agreeing with her right now. "Oh nothing much baby boy, I just want you to get married to my daughter. And if you agree, I will leave you. As simple as that." She smirked, making me shocked. As I looked at her once again, I realised that she wasn't too old, maybe in her late thirties. And she wanted me to marry her daughter? How old was her daughter again? Was this some kind of child marriage? And what about her daughter's studies and dreams? Didn't she had any? Ya Allah! What was even happening? Where was I stuck? ._._._. • He was just trying to save his sister and get them back home safely. • She was just trying to live her life without any drama. • Just one incident and their whole life is changed for forever. What will happen when he gets kidnapped and forced to get married to a total stranger? Actually, why would a mother kidnap a stranger to get him married to her daughter in the first place? What will happen when his parents get to know? Will his parents agree? Will they ever fall in love and live together? Or will it just be a failed marriage? Are there more secrets to unfold as they set on their journey? But most of all, what will happen when promises are made unexpectedly. Will it bring them closer or drift them apart? To find out, hop in to read what happens and how their life unfolds. How their fates seal together and how the secrets, if there are any, unfolds.

fading_scar · Teen
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Chapter 84

Atifa's pov:

I was sitting in our room, blankly staring at the phone in my hand while the kids played outside. I was still thinking about the same thing over and over again. I couldn't get those thoughts out of my mind, they didn't seem to leave me! And it made me frustrated. I didn't know if I was frustrated with myself or my thoughts. But they both seemed to be playing a vital role.

I wanted to apologise, I really did. But I didn't know how. I was too ashamed of myself. How would he react? Would he even be able to forgive me? What if he wouldn't even like to see my face anymore? That could be a possibility because since the time that they arrived here, he didn't speak even a word to me. Did I seem that bad to him? Was I really that bad?

A knock on the door pulled me out of my mess. Heaving a tired sigh, I replied. "Come in."