The world lays at his feet but his world is her.
The king bows to no one except his queen.
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" How could I want anyone else when I am only because you are ? I exist for you just as I exist because of you Inayah "
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♡Inayah's pov♡
Peace.
Peace is what I always craved for.
The serene state of calmness , freedom from worry. Living in the moment , detached from the bothers of life ,being mentally or emotionally distant.
Lately everything around me have been suffocating.
Even though my physical wounds have healed .The scars imprinted in the back of my mind are still fresh.
Still sore.
I need an escape.
An escape from this vague feeling of sadness. An escape to a place where everything is perfect.
So I pick up my brushes and start doing the thing I am best at.
Dipping the brush into the paint ,
I start gliding strokes on the canvas in front of me.
Random circles and lines representing the things I want to say but afraid to say so.
I tighten my grip on the paint brush as I am looseining the grip on my life.
Slowly Forgetting about everything , my father being abusive , my mothers death, forgetting how I have to glance behind me every second after each step because I am afraid that one day someone will snatch the only spirit of joy I have left the only piece of happiness surrounding me before I reach my end zone.
I slowly feel it , my mind being calm , controlled . I feel a deep awareness of my true self and I want to keep this glimpse of happiness in air, with only quick fleeting interventions , moving freely with the wind , creating a sense of euphoria in my hair. After completing the painting ,I put my paintings aside and go towards the washroom to get ready for my college.
I still had visible bruises here and there but they were not that visible.
After getting ready, I quickly closed the door behind me and carefully went downstairs. I see that the front door was open, which means my father is not at home. Probably outside gambling with his friends.
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After 10 minutes I finally reach my college. Getting in one of the most richest colleges in the country was definitely tough for someone with my background but I worked hard for where I am today. I got hundred percent scholarship in the entrance exam , and now I am in my second year.
Entering in the classroom , I start searching for a seat. But there were none.
I move my gaze at the back of the class and see Arhaan.
