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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 · Masa Muda
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Chapter 166

Saad's pov:

Opening the journal with a frown on my face, I wondered what could be written in it that she had started crying.

The reports which I found were from four years back, when she actually found out about her condition. The starting pages had creases on them, as if someone had crumpled them before realising what it actually had in it. I wondered why she would do that.

But I didn't have to think about it much because soon enough, all of my questions were answered when I started reading her journal. It felt a bit odd, reading someone else's thoughts, someone who had poured their heart out not for anyone but only for themselves.

I felt like I was breaching someone's privacy, but this time curiosity got the best of me and I couldn't stop myself. Afterall, it was the mysterious woman's journal, wasn't it?

17th March, 2015

My dearest Daniyal,