Chapter 1
:~To my incredible family, who has always believed in me and encouraged my dreams. And to Marwan Raza khan, whose unwavering inspiration has fueled my creativity. This novel is a testament to your love and support. Thank you for being my constant motivation ~:
Tik Tik
The only sound that is hearable is the sound of heels touching the floor
A man got distracted and looked at the door right after hearing the knock
"oh daughter what a pleasant surprise, "that man said while placing the book in his right hand on the table
"Asalam o Alaikum Mr. Babar " a soft melodious voice makes that man who seems to be in his late 70s, smile before saying
"Wa-Alaikum-Salaam have a seat," he said when noticed that she was still standing
"Hope I didn't disturb you, Mr. Babar "
" no you didn't," he declared
"Mr.Babar here take this," she said while giving him an envelope
"reports?" he asked in a low tone
That girl was wearing a plain black high-necked shirt and jeans covered with a brown single-breasted trench and her hair was tied into a high ponytail
She smiled before holding his frail hands gently into hers
"Don't worry " she said while maintaining her calm voice
His lips curved into a smile before saying
"I'm not but just that regret makes me die every day"
"I know but we can't change our fate," she stated
He just nodded with a sad expression
"by the way when are you leaving ?" he asked
"huh? Oh yeah tomorrow morning " She was confused at first but then she understood what he was talking about
"Have you packed your stuff ?" he asked with concern
"kind of but there are still few things left," she said
"oh" escaped from his mouth
"wanna send anything to them ?" she asked as she knew that he was struggling to say something
A spark appeared in his eyes
He stood up with the help of a stick held by his frail shaking hand
Her eyes became blurry with tears