Atifa's pov:
I couldn't stop my tears from streaming down my face every once in a while as realisation hit me time and again about what I was supposed to do. About what ammi told me. I didn't understand what was she planning, or why! All of this was just too confusing and mentally draining.
Things were finally getting better, weren't they? Everything was going back to normal, wasn't it? Then why? Why did this suddenly happen? Why this sudden change of mind? Why when we were finally getting comfortable with each other? These thoughts clouded my mind, not leaving me alone.
I couldn't even imagine what he might feel when he would wake up tomorrow to an empty bed, empty room and most importantly, an empty house. The same house which was supposed to spread warmth and comfort would now be empty. The same house which was our home, in which we made thousands of memories, would now be void of any of it.