Commitment is that turning point in your life when you seized the moment to alter your destiny.

It's strange, but true that the most important turning – points of life often come at the most unexpected times and in the most unexpected ways. Ways which can lead to stories and stories which can lead to an ending either happy or sad.

Every story has an ending. But in life, every ending has a new beginning.

Arzoo has started feeling catastrophic. She was not the Arzoo which everyone knew before, she has changed to someone else, and more calm but could understand her feelings. Her hatred, her affection, her love which mostly faded away before it blossom. It withered to nothing.

It's been a month since she was back to the mansion with Amaan. Not cause he told her or better to say he ordered her but because someone dear to her told her to give it a last chance. If not worked then she will herself stand beside her and this time she is not alone as she will be looking after her and her son too. And that person is no one but Mr. Zarina.

'' I know I should have been with you or I should have seen or notice his behavior toward you, but I don't know how I couldn't notice anything?

It was happening in front of my eyes and I was living in a nut shell oblivious to all. But please I know my son dear and I am ashamed of his acts. How can he raise his hands on his wife?

It still boils my blood remembering the scene when he raised his hands on you. But he is regretting his actions my dear. Give him one last chance. Marriage bond is not that weak that can be break in fights and arguments but give it one last chance. I will be with you my dear I will never leave you. But I want you to be by his side. He has a big ego more than his size and he will not accept that he is regretting his acts but you give him a chance''

Arzoo sighed as she remembered her promise to that old and kind lady who was caring her more than her own child. She had no way to decline her. although Arzoo knew that Mrs. Zarina doesn't know in which black cloud she was living.

Since she came back, Amaan was indulging with her and would talk to her on small things unlike before, but she would mostly avoid or replied calmly. She was noticing that Amaan was trying to talk to her but to say he was changed would be an understatement as he was not.

He was still the same Amaan opposing his orders on all but when it would come to Arzoo, he would try to be calm but still his decisions were the first to be accepted which was difficult for Arzoo to accept.

It was hard for her to accept him and forget whatever he did to her. Every night she was having night mares about that dark room, with mice and the cirk crik voices of the bumble bees and the darkness which were making faces and crawling to her. The trauma was still fresh. She couldn't blame Mrs. Zarina as she wanted her to work on her marriage, because she had no idea of what her son is capable of. She couldn't blame her own self too, as she had no courage to break that sweet lady's heart. she had one person to blame and that was no one but . but one part of her heart was blaming the person she called her brother. The one person who was helping her all this while but couldn't help her for one whole month when she was living in miserable condition. If he couldn't stop him, he could talk to his parents, but he kept quiet for him. For his friend. Arzoo was feeling betrayed but at the same time she was feeling stupid to even feel betrayed as Ali would of course choose his friend over her. who was she to him?

Chuckling to herself, she looked at the clock. It was 2AM but there was no trace of him. she wore her robe and went downstairs lighting all the light on as she was scared of darkness. Looking around and glancing at his room, she realized he had not arrived yet. Contemplating on what to do, she was biting her lips as she didn't wanted to call him or talk to him, pretending that she has forgiven him when he never apologized her once which she was not expecting. This marriage was more like a name for her. she didn't wanted to acknowledge him as her husband after all that he didn to her but she was bound to him since she didn't wanted to break Mrs. Zarina's heart and also she didn't wanted to tell her truth of what he did to her and what he said to her. He named her a whore!

May be once she would overcome of the month which she spend on that dungeon but she would never overcome of his words.

She was incomplete the moment she lost her parents, and living with her uncle and grandmother. But they never treated her like a vestige but like a princess.

But the moment she entered his life as his wife, she felt nothing but hatred and loath, detestation, animosity and antipathy from him. He never acknowledge her as his wife. Hell on the first night of their marriage, he made it pretty clear for her that what she is for him.

Sighing deeply, she closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Arzoo wanted to talk to him, its been one month that they are living again together but not in the same room as she never was ready to live with him and sensing her discomfort he ever forced her but only one time when......

she woke up screaming while a strong arm pulled her to himself and she felt calm. And went to sleep but when she woke up she find herself in Amaan's arms. His one hand was under her head and other was around her tiny waist caging her to himself. She startled and started wiggling to get out of his embrace as the close proximity was disturbing her. his hot breath was fanning on her face and neck. But more of it she looked at his face, indeed he was handsome but while sleeping he looked so innocent just like a baby. His long lashes patting on his cheeks, his sharp nose and plump lips, his stubble and sharp cheek bones and striking jaw line was making him more handsome. But his anger face and red eyes flashed in her eyes and all of a sudden she felt nothing but to feel like she is been caged and air sucked out of her lungs. Wiggling one last time as she wanted to get out of his embrace as fast as possible but only to freeze as he pulled her closer eliminating any possible space between them. And she was shocked at his acts. He groaned and hided his face in the crook of her neck. Making her shiver and tremble.

''g..get off me pl..please ''

Putting her hands on his chest she was pushing him but he hold of her hands and caged it on either side of her head, he pulled back from his neck and looked at her face. She was shocked and he smirked seeing her beautiful amber eyes grew more in shocked.

''w....what ar...are you d....doing?

l.............leave me'' mustering her all courage, she started wiggling but only to be pressed to the mattress as he put his weight on her body not much as he knew she won't bear it but it was enough for her as she felt heavy and couldn't move an inch. She gasped and looked at him who was already looking at her with his mirthful eyes. Looking deeply in his eyes, she felt of rays of emotions passed by his eyes which she couldn't read but was shocked as he leaned closer to her face, she closed her eyes but gasped when she felt butterfly kisses on her face. He kissed her eyes, her nose, her cheeks and chin but halted on her lips. Her lips were so inviting to him but looking at her neck, his emotions went haywire. And he leaned and gave butterfly kisses on her neck making her gasp in shock. She snapped her eyes open and could feel him kissing her neck. She bite her lips as she was feeling strange for the first time in her life, but she was not ready as her mind was not in haze and daze. Her breathing was heavy now and he could sense it making him restless as well but he also could sense her form rigid unlike him as he was feeling knots in his body being near to her. He wanted to set free the lion in him and open the knots of the reign and free it too. but he knew that he couldn't do it as she was not ready and they were not yet there to cross that path. Inhaling her scent. He left her. And left from there not glancing her once.

Arzoo was sitting on her bed. It was her room and he was sleeping on her bed with her. It could only mean one thing that he came to her room last night. But why?

'' why was he here?

And in m......my b..........bed?''

She wheezed as her thoughts were going everywhere making her shiver and tremble in her place. Her chain of thoughts were broken by his deep and husky voice, but his words made her uncomfortable and edgy. Her face was flushed and heated under is heated gaze.

'' don't think much. I haven't done anything to you'' he smirked when he saw her deep in thoughts while her eyes were wide and nervous. From the look on her face, he knew what she was thinking. For once he wanted to tease her but choose instead as she could take it other way.

Coming closer to her, he looked at her who was looking at him with her nervous eyes. the questions which she wanted to ask, he could read it in her eyes.

'' although I really wanted to but............................................ I can't at least not now''

He whispered the last part in her ear making her shiver from the close proximity and he kissed her on her cheek. Her cheeks turned its color as much as she didn't want to. But her body was reacting to his actions which she hated to admit. Arzoo looked at him shocked and then averted her gaze as he was looking at her with such intensity that churned her stomach which she hated to admit. She took back steps which he hostility but managed to control his anger.

'' you were having bad dreams last night and I came to wake you up but ended to sleep there.''

Telling her the partial truth. He was observing her while she was looking here and there but not him.

Amaan could read fear in her eyes and he didn't like it. for some odd reasons, he wanted to reach to her and read her but he couldn't. She had locked herself. It was irritating for him as he was trying to talk to her, but she was not around her ever. Every night he was hearing her night mares but for the first time he was feeling helpless as he couldn't reach to her. She was living with him, but at the same time she was not. Amaan knew she was slipping to depression and he was making sure that she takes her medicine on time. But still the brokenness could be read on her face making him to curse himself for his decisions. He was feeling guilty but he would never admit it.

But last night when he heard her scream while he was working on his study room made him alert and ran to her room. She was crying and curling herself like a ball. That clenched his heart. He hugged her and after a while she calmed down. Amaan laid her down and wanted to leave but only to freeze hearing her muttering in her sleep.

'' please don't go''

She could clearly remember her own words and felt stupid to even say that to him but her mind was in daze. Closing her eyes she deep heaved and kept on fighting with herself and couldn't mustering the courage to call him, but finally her heart won over the battle as she felt like calling him and ask him how is he and when is he coming as the sky was bitch dark and thunder was blazing every now and then making her scared for herself and him.

With shaky hands, she hold the landline phone and dialed his number, her breath was heavy and her heart was thudding in a marathon speed. In that cold evening she was sweating for some reasons. What looked like hours but were merely minutes when he received her call as he was shocked to see her number flashing on his screen. An unknown smile graced his face as he swiped the screen and waited to listen to her voice. It didn't take him long as his heart got an unknown happiness hearing his name after so long from her mouth. His heart skipped its beat.

'' A....Amaan ''

Amaan took a deep breath and leaned on his chair. It felt good to hear her voice and hear his name from her mouth.

'' h....hello''

Hearing no response she panicked and asked again but in reply she heard a chuckle which she clearly knew whose voice was that. She took a relieved sigh but the thunder's scary sound, scared her and she yelped making Amaan aware of her condition. He sat straight and frowned but before he asks something he heard another yelped and shaky breaths.

'' what happened Arzoo?

Are you ok?''

Taking his jacket he made his way out of his office and waited for her reply too. But it was taking her long to reply to him which was making him mad.

'' tell me what is happening? '' he seethed.

'' A..... Amaan c....come h...home please '' she sounded so helpless that it burned his heart. For the first time he wanted to fly to her and hug her as he could feel her discomfort.

'' don't cut the phone. I am on my way but till then talk to me '' he said with so much determination making her to feel a minuscule better but still the storm and thunder and on the top of that, that light was gone too leaving her scared to dead. As she was standing in darkness and could imagine shadows crawling to her making her to cry silent tears but Amaan could hear and since her.

'' A...... Amaan I am s..... scared '' and a sob released from her mouth making him more restless as he increased the speed. He was feeling nervous and scared and he was shocked as he was feeling all these feelings for the first time and that to someone who he despised the most but right now that person was his first priority.

'' Don't be I am coming '' his resolved and credence was not helping her as she was scaring to dead. Ranking his hand on his hairs, he wanted this road to finish but it looked like the road was going with him and he was not reaching.

'' fuck,

Listen Arzoo relax ok I am near just sit in a place. I know you are scared of thunder just on all the lights and sit calm''

''b.............. but here.............. is .........n ............not light '' and almost screamed with the sound of thunder. Amaan clenched his jaw as he remembered that it was late at night and he stayed till late as he was working and by then all the maids were in their cottage leaving her alone in darkness and thunder.

'' fuck ''

He cursed and looked like the road finally decided to come to an end as he entered his state opening his gates with a remote control. Hearing the creaking sound of the door, Arzoo startled and stood up from her place taking steady steps she wanted to reach to the door but she could feel some shadows were following her. the hair of her neck raised as she stood still. She wanted to turn but screamed as the vase shattered and the sound made her scream from the top of her lungs. Amaan heard her voice and he ran toward her. fishing his phone from his pocket, he on the flash light and opened the door of the hall.

'' Arzoo ''

Calling her name, he found shattered pieces of glasses and there was blood too. His eyes widened and his muscles rigid as he called her again but there he heard her sob. Searching for her he found her sitting in a corner putting her head on her knees and crying. The sight clenched his heart. She was looking so vulnerable that just made him so helpless. Arzoo looked at him and his heart stopped looking at her teary eyes which were relieved by looking at him.

'' Arzoo ''

Her name came as a whisper as she stood up and looked at him. Something took over him as he ran and hold her waist and hugged her tight. She wound her arms around his neck and hugged him back. She started to sob as he pulled her up in his arms still holding her from her waist and she hiding her face in the crook of his neck.

'' shhh, I am here don't be scared baby '' he coaxed her and took her bridal style and carried her to their room. She was still hiding her face in his neck. Her hot breath and hot tears where soaking his neck. He put her down to their bed but she didn't let him leave her as she was still sobbing.

Pulling away from her, he looked at her. She was crying miserably that just broke his heart. Leaning toward her, he cleaned her tears and she looked at him.

Her eyes!

She had little innocent demons inside her eyes, and the recklessly playing with matches. Creating novice sparks which he had never seen before or better to say never noticed before.

Her innocent eyes were troubling his evil heart to surrender its rhythms. And he knew that he was falling but he had no problem. Taking her cold hand in his and tugged her hairs behind her ear but all this while she was looking at him.

'' Arzoo.....i ..... actually the thing is that............... Arzoo i............'' he took a long breath and tried to continue.

'' I know I did wrong to you. I have been an asshole all this while to you. but.................

Can you give me a chance?

Can you give this relationship a chance?

I know its not easy for you. fuck it never would be easy to anyone but still I am asking this''

He looked at her eyes which were looking at him but there was a loneness' like she wanted to hear something from him and he knew what.

'' I screwed things. I fucking screwed things I know that. But I am one selfish fucking man and still I want a chance. I fucking want you in my life so just tell me baby can you give me a chance to set things right where it should be?

A chance where I can hold your hand and never leave your hand

A chance where I want to be beside you all the time tasting good and bad things of life?

I have been a working machine and I have reasons for that but what I did with you, I have reasons to say that I did screw up big fucking time.

Tell me baby let's move on. Let's set the things right. Let's start a fresh and a beautiful fresh and I fucking assure you that I will make beautiful''

His eyes and his voice was full of emotions which she heard and seen for the first time in her life. and she also knew that he will not say sorry to her and she was right.

He did not said sorry to her but he agreed that he did wrong and he wanted a chance. All the past events came to her eyes, but the person she was, looking at him she knew that he was genuine and would never break her.

'' would you break me?'' she asked meekly still tears in her eyes but it burst his heart sensing what shit he had planted in her innocent mind. Cupping her face in his calloused hands he leaned and kissed her forehead.

'' I won't ............ ever

I would kill myself before hurting you baby. i can't promise to fill all the gaps but i can promise you that i won't leave any '' there was so much sincerity in his words that was affecting her.

'' Ok ''

It was big for her as her heart and mind were fighting but at the end she went with her heart and gave him a chance. And he smiled and pulled her in a hug. And she hugged him back. Amaan knew that she didn't give him chance with her heart and mind. But she still gives him a chance and he would be doomed to hurt her. and he would never hurt her again.

wisdom is the abstract of the past, but beauty is the promise of the future.

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Ok so I am back after a good vocation. Feeling fresh and happy seeing my kids happy.

How was it?

Negative or positive views I wont mind as I said before that I will help me to improve so feel free to tell me that what you feel?