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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 · Adolescente
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Chapter 142

Atifa's pov:

It was rare for ammi to cook something since we moved to Ba town, but today was one of those rare days when she was in the kitchen, making our favourite kheer. It was kind of surprising for us, for her to suddenly want to make kheer, but we didn't say anything.

Mira was in our room, learning something for her upcoming test. Our finals were just around the corner, the syllabus done, just the revision with occasional tests remained.

It was my last year in University before my bachelors would complete and I would graduate. And with that, one of my dreams would come to an end. Or should I say, it would be accomplished.

But here's the thing, since I was unable to concentrate on my studies, I decided to dust the house, because maybe then I would get bored enough to actually study. But so far, it wasn't working, my mind was busy wandering to my old memories, making me frustrated. Why couldn't it just stay at one place?!