Chapter 25

• Fiza's POV:
• On waking up early in the morning, I found Sumbul sleeping beside me, with my hand in hers. A smile appeared on my face and lightly I squeeze her hand. She is a real sister I ever wished for and her protectiveness, make her more special. If I am true to myself, she and Chachu are the only people who really care for me. Baba Jani never tried to bridge the gap that was created after his second marriage and now that gap has become too big to cover. Nuwair, on the other hand, turns out to much better than Baba Jani, at least he didn't forget me and approach me through Chachu's family because Baba Jani had averted his eyes from him long ago and mom fully supported him. So his existence isn't much in my life as Sumbul or Chachu.
• Taking a deep breath I closed my eyes, many memories of the past start to appear in my mind like a movie. A blurred vision of Baba Jani introducing his new wife to me, my Mom's first slap on my face. The time Nani took Nuwair, my first fight with my step-siblings, pitiful eyes and words of my classmates. Taunts of my Mom, my Nikkah and everything after it until today. Slowly tears start dripping from the corners of my eyes.