"But I'm your-"
"I'm your what?!" He cut her off. She flinched at the acidity in his voice. "My wife?" He scoffed inching in on her until he was arms length. His eyes bored into the depths of her soul. He slurred the words with venom dripping from...
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She listened as his footsteps echoed up the stairs.
One step,
Two steps
three steps,
His footsteps sounded down the hallway and he continued calling her name frantically, making his way to her. His feet falling loudly with each step and then the door swung open.
"I will kill you for this!!!" He wiped the blood dripping from his forehead with the sleeve of his expensive Jacket, his other hand held onto the gun tightly. He kicked the door open.
The sight of the gun made her shudder. She pulled the covers over her head in fear. This was it. He was going to kill her.
"Hiding from me?" His deep masculine voice send shivers down her spine. He pulled the cover off revealing her frightful face. She moved backwards as furthest away as possible.
"What's this?" He shook his head trying to clear his vision on seeing her suitcases sprawled on the floor.
"Planning to run away? You thought you could hit and run off without me knowing!!" He yelled at the top of his voice and grabbed her and pulled her by her hair.
"No please leave me!" She sobbed.
"Never!" He pulled her dropping her to the cold floor.
"I want you to look at me when I talk to you!" He turned her head and pointed the gun at her.
She gasped in a shock It wasn't Saahir but Hamza.
"Your time is up!" His dark eyes fixed on her.
*boom*
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"No!!!!"
"Meeza ?? Meeza wake up!" Saaleha shook her up from her sleep.
