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Aaina Zaydaan are cute N all but hassan and Anaaya were legit my jaans 😭😣💖💖

New chapter, Zaydaan's back story, just slight si.

Make sure to comment, vote and Jo bhi hota hai haha.

Gonna be properly translating the urdu to English so there's no confusion lol.

Aap ka itna zyaada pyaar? Main to pagal ho jaungi yaar...😂♥️

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Chalein phir, let's go?


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"Ghulam Fareeda dil othey diye,
Jithey agla qadar vi jaaney"

"Ghulam Fareeda dil othey diye,Jithey agla qadar vi jaaney"

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Aaina x Zaydaan

His head hurt too much. His body hurt too much. His heart hurt too much. It seemed that everything hurt too much. He didn't want it to hurt, he wanted to feel at peace, at ease.

But how can one feel at peace when he's so conflicted about the way he feels?

How could he just fall out of love with the only woman who understood him.

She fell in love with you before she could even understand you.

She had said to him, Aaina was the most precious human being, he wanted to love Aaina, he wanted to feel at peace with her but he didn't want to unlove someone like Minal.

What if I already have? What if I'm not even in love with Minal. What if its just Aaina and Aaina only. What if her smile, her eyes, her lips are the only one I want to see. What if her heart is the one that I want to beat for me. What if I want to be just as much hers as she's mine?

Signing away one last paper, Zaydaan Ziagil stood up from his study, informing his men that he was going back home.

When you are in pain, it's better to rest and heal. But how could he do that when he had the responsibility of millions of people?

Zaydaan sat in his car from the Prime Minister's secretariat, reaching the PM House in less than a few minutes.

He didn't bother looking at anyone or anything in the house, he just ran upstairs towards his bedroom, knowing that his restlessness could only be cured by his wife.

He opened the door to the bedroom, finding her sitting on the couch, with her laptop and books around her.

Maybe, she was trying to distract herself with her studies or maybe she knew that there was definitely more to life than this pain.

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