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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.

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Chapter 101

Atifa's pov:

"She wasn't like this before..." I finally intervened, letting my presence known as I stared at the door, wishing for her to come back soon.

The room went silent for a while as they stilled, staring at me in shock. Maybe they weren't expecting me to be there, listening to their conversation. Finally turning to look at them, I passed them a small smile, trying not to show what a turmoil my mind had become because of them.

"Anyways, I hope you are enjoying yourselves." Not wanting to talk about it, especially to those people who were ready to judge ammi, I tried to change the topic. Even though I knew that at times she was just too much, and I couldn't believe what she had done or what happened, I still didn't know her reasons and no matter what, she was still my mother. I couldn't tolerate people talking like that about her.