"Ever it has been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation."

- Khalil Gibran

Rawalpindi is a beautiful city of Pakistan, surrounded by mountains that are mostly green but start showing hints of snowy white as you move further up north.

The layer covering the atmosphere had an aura of brightness as the light flickered through it and reached the surface of Earth, making it a bit scorching.

The sun finding its way from the horizon to the summit of the sky pierced it's lucid sunlight to the people which made their faces plastered with an eerie glow, squinting eyes, and glittered demeanor.

The birds were soaring high with so much zeal and zest that could bring courage to even a derelict for the search of betterment in life.

White fluffy clouds dotted the azure blue sky as the sun beamed beatifically, casting a golden glow upon the earth.

In all this beautiful masterpiece of nature, life goes on. A girl was huffing as she almost ran to catch up with her only friend who was the center of attraction for everyone, as all the boys were drooling at the walking Aphrodite and girls were throwing daggers at her full of envy and jealousy.

Saleeha loves her friend so much but her being grumpy was never her best moments. At least she caught hold of her friend as they reached the library.

"What the hell Manizeh? I was calling you and running after you but you are moving like your world is on fire," Saleeha yelled receiving a warning glare from the librarian.

she muttered an apology and again moved behind her stupid friend.

"What got your panties in the twist lady? It's just morning and you are already in a sour mood. Now start speaking before I will go mad," she again spoke angrily.

Her friend looked upward with a burning glare which was telling her to not provoke her more but Saleeha was just as much stubborn as her.

She just rolled her eyes at her and raised her eyebrows waiting for the angry bird to tell her the reason.

The shining hazel eyes are burning with anger and frustration, the magnificent features of the angry beauty more enhanced by her cute pout and rosy cheeks with anger.

Her brown tresses shadowing her face and cascading waterfalls reached down her waist. With one final glare at her stubborn friend, she opens her mouth.

"That stupid... Idiot Shahroz Sheikh... He thinks that he was some royalty or he owns me. He tried to propose me in front of everyone. He was lucky he just gets one slap instead of a proper beating. No one can mess with Manizeh Khawar Khan and walk away without the return gift," She spoke angrily.

The fire in her eyes and the determination of her words scared her friend but she knows how to calm her down.

"Relax Manizeh... You slapped him and he deserves that for disturbing you for months and his last stunt was like last nail in the coffin. So, relax now. Ek Tu tum Khan gussa bohat krty ho... Zaroor khandani hoga... You know from your Baba' side of...," Saleeha said mischievously but trailed off at the end when Manizeh throws daggers at her.

She mumbled a sorry and stay silent for the next few moments as she knows this was an off-limit topic for her. Manizeh never likes talking about her paternal family at all.

Manizeh take a deep breath, she knew it was wrong to take her frustration out on Saleeha but she can't control her emotions. She has been like this for years, it's been 12 years since that day.

The day she left everything behind because of her mother's wrong decision. They came to live with her Mamo family and that makes her life more hell.

If it shouldn't be for Halim baigh and his son Farhan, she would have been dead by now either mentally or physically. Her Mami Raheela beghum was a very strict woman she didn't like much crowd in her house.

She had accepted Fariha for Halim but Manizeh was just extra baggage for her and she never missed a chance to treat her like dirt. It's always Halim or Farhan who took her side and protect her from the verbal bashing.

Her mother didn't interfere because she thinks Raheela beghum was handling her right and preparing her to be good wife material.

Fariha was never a loving mother but still, she will show rare warmth and affection but after her Baba death, she thought she also lost her mother.

She was more ignorant and closed off that pained the soul of the 20 years old girl who lost the precious years of her life and love.

Her life was hell in all these years and she never heard a single word from White palace nor she meets anyone. She has lost hope a long time ago, this made her more bitter toward people and life.

After some time of cooling off and silence, she looked at Saleeha who was reading a book a romance novel where the girl and boy will have a happily ever after. She rolled her eyes, that was never true it was just fiction.

There is nothing like happily ever after, especially not in her life. Saleeha was her only friend but the credits go only to her stupid friend who was persistent to give her all support and love she lacked in her life.

She meets Saleeha in their 1st year of Medical studies and now they are in the last one and soon to be doctors. She was very proud that she choose this profession her Baba and Agha Jaan have always wanted her to be a doctor.

Her mother opposed her but she has full scholarship and support of her Mamo Jaan. But she knew without Saleeha, she was nothing.

They were not the best of the friends but they did respect and trust each other, With her circus-like life, she was at least happy to have a friend but Manizeh never tell her anything personal.

Saleeha was intelligent as she picked Manizeh hesitation to discuss her personal life and do her best to relieve some of her stress while they are together.

"Ok, I am wrong to be angry at you for his stupid doing. I was just stressed because of something and didn't want to Come today but that stupid English literature test has to be scheduled for today," she said irritation clear in her voice.

Saleeha rolled her eyes at her friend, she did hate everyone in her life and another thing to add to the list was her amazing love for English literature and it's teacher, note the sarcasm.

"Manizeh... Stop being so hard... It's just a test and you already know you will do great. Dude we are going to be doctors soon and you are afraid of a minor subject or it's the teacher... Come on you know Hitler loves you. I mean he enjoyed teasing and irritating you but that's not the point. The point is it's our last year and then we will start our house jobs and will never meet. So suck it up girl, I will not let you spoil the fun in your sulking, and also tomorrow is your birthday," Saleeha spoke sternly.

Manizeh rolled her eyes, it's her habit now.

"You know I never celebrate my birthday so don't start with that talk again because I am not interested, let's go before I change my mind and bunk that Hitler class. Ughh... I hate him and his stupid subject," she said irritatedly.

Saleeha laughed at her angry bird and soon they moved toward the class to give the test.

They go inside the class and occupied the last two seats much to Saleeha dismay but she didn't want to angry Manizeh more.

The class was bustling with girls decorated with makeup and flashy clothes waiting for the so-called Hitler as Manizeh named him. But for the other girls, he was an Adonis.

Soon someone entered the class as everyone become silent.

Manizeh was deliberately doodling in her book ignoring her surroundings but when she felt an intense gaze she looked upward and made eye contact with her Hitler.

In front of her standing was the walking dream of many girls on the campus but she was always ignoring him and his teasing. He was 6'2" tall with a lean body, the muscles are not bulky like bodybuilders but just the right amount.

His dark brown eyes were solely trained on her. His confident stance and looks giving him more arrogant vibes. She quickly breaks the stare off and ignores him for the whole lecture.

She was waiting for the bell to ring and when it rang she was more than happy. It's like being free from prison, as she moved toward the door a strong intimidating voice stops her.

She closed her eyes and turned around to looked at her English literature teacher who was attending his female students that was just standing there asking random questions to gain his attention.

She rolled her eyes at the desperate girls and stand there waiting for him to speak.

Saleeha was standing with her just like a loyal friend. Her teacher told all his students to go as he has some important matters to discuss with Miss Khan.

And the mere words cause every girl to glare at Manizeh in jealousy.

She ignores everyone stare and keeps her gaze at him who was now placing some assignments on the table and straighten up to speak.

"Miss Butt... I want to discuss some assignments with Miss Khan. I hope you don't mind stepping out. Your friend will soon join you. As I knew she will not like being humiliated in front of you," he spoke mischievously.

The twinkles in his eyes amused Saleeha who nodded at him and goes out ignoring her friend glares.

"What do you want Mr. Khan? Why are you doing this?" She spoke agitatedly.

He smirked at her already frustrated face and goes to sat on his desk and looked at her.

"I didn't do anything, Miss Khan. I want to discuss your assignment... I must say it was a disaster and that's horrible English literature assignment I have ever seen," He said smirking.

"Thanks for the insult. I will try my best to keep this progress up and give you more and more horrible assignments... Can I go now?" she spoke sarcastically.

He chuckled at her behaviour and moved toward her that cause her to move back and soon she was pressed into the nearby wall. She was looking really pretty and he was trying to control himself.

"You can go but remember one thing... Each time you submit such an interesting assignment it will have a consequence. Also, I came to know about someone proposing you and you slapping him, I must say I was impressed. And that made me forgive you from the punishment of this assignment but it's just one time. Don't get habitual to this.You can go now, Mrs. Khan... See you soon," he spoke politely but the smirk still on his face.

This irritated her more and she stomped his foot and pushed her bag into his stomach, and she ran from there like a bat from hell.

His laughter followed her till the hallway adding more fuel to the fire.

Manizeh reached home within 30 minutes and after mumbling her Salam to her Mamo Jaan and Farhan she dashed toward her room.

As usual, Fariha and Raheela beghum didn't like her behaviour and was hating her attitude but kept quite as Halim baigh and Farhan was at home doing some work of the factory.

Manizeh goes to her room cursing her fate for letting the Man in her life. He was the reason for her stress and frustration these days and he didn't know how to back off. With that thought, she soon drifted to sleep.

The so-called Hitler of Manizeh Khawar Khan was sitting in his study chair at his apartment and sipped his coffee.

He was checking some files when his phone ringed. He smiled when he saw his Janam name on the screen and quickly picked it up.

"Assalam o Alaikum Janam... How are you? Did you miss me?" he spoke politely.

He heard chuckling from the other side and smiled himself.

"Walaikum Assalam Janam ki Jaan... Kaisa hai Mera bacha? When are you coming back? I don't like you being gone. If it was not for my Manizeh, I wouldn't have let you go Taimoor... Please come soon with her. I wanted her here with her family," she spoke brokenly.

Mir Taimoor Khan who was considered the most ruthless man in business and the new leader of his town, the only person who was suitable for Mir Burhan Khan's position can bear anything in the world but the tears of his Dadi Janam was like a knife stabbed to his heart.

He sighed and leaned in his chair.

"Janam... Don't worry... This time will also pass. We have waited 12 years for her to return to us. These years have turned her bitter, I will try my best to return your Manizeh to you. I promise," he spoke softly.

"So, you are saying that you didn't just leave your business and town duties to your father and shifted to Rawalpindi as a lecturer to win her back and only because you are doing this for me. Taimoor... Everyone knows that you love her and wanted her back that's why you were going back and forth to Rawalpindi and here to balanced your life and win your fairy back," she spoke mischievously.

He chuckled at his grandmother's words and rubbed his neck.

"Janam... It's my duty to right everything. Agha Jaan left her responsibilities to me and I was going to do everything in my power to win her back. She has to come back to us, as your granddaughter and the elder daughter in law of White palace, as Mir ki Dulhan," he said with determination in his voice.

"That's my boy... Now I know you will bring her back. But Mir please do something soon. I want her here before Mansha's wedding. And tomorrow was her birthday don't forget to give my princess a beautiful gift," she said sternly.

He chuckled at the order.

"I will bring her back before that and I promise you she will join every function and with her rightful title and that will be soon Janam... Very soon. And I will give your granddaughter the best birthday gift that she ever had," he spoke smirking already planning a surprise for his fairy.

"Good now sleep you have class tomorrow and it's also a special day for everyone. I have already arranged the gifts to be delivered to her and will wait for your arrival this weekend. Now let your old grandmother sleep... Shab-a-Khair bacha... Fi'amaan Allah," she spoke softly.

He replied and put his phone on the table thinking about his fairy, his bride.

Her mere thought caused him to smile and he was adamant to get his girl back.

"Es tarha yad aa kr bechain nah kiya kro... Ek yahi saza kafi hai ke pass nhi ho tum...," He spoke politely caressing her picture placed on his table.

He looked forward to the wall clock and sighed. He leaned forward and kissed the picture.

"Soon baby... Soon you will be back to me... Where you belong rightfully. Meri fairy... Mir ki Dulhan. See you tomorrow fairy... Happy birthday," he said smiling.

The promise in his words and determination in his eyes was the witness of his love and passion for her. He moved toward his bed and soon fell asleep waiting for the next day to come quickly.

.....

The next day Manizeh was already in a bad mood because she never celebrated her birthday since they came to Rawalpindi.

She knows no one cares to celebrate so she just stops doing it. She moved downstairs where her Mamo Jaan and Farhan wished her happily, giving her gifts and blessings.

She gives them a small smile and eats her breakfast in silence. Raheela beghum and Fariha just wished her drily and moved to eat their food.

Farhan insisted that today he will drop her at university, she wanted to say no but her mother glare shut her up.

Farhan dropped her at the university and patted her head when she moved to get out.

He has an important meeting at the factory and was apologizing for not staying with her for some time.

She wears the dress her mother chooses for her, another day she wouldn't care to wear it but the innocent child in her kept wishing that her mother will love her normally.

The white dress was making her look really like a fairy but the thing she hates was it doesn't have a dupatta but at least the shirt was knee length and baggy.

But she didn't know that a person was looking at her with his intense angry gaze and he didn't like her coming with Farhan and him touching her even if it was just a pat on her head.

He fisted his hand and moved toward the class as he promised to deal with her later.

Saleeha meets Manizeh at her usual spot in the cafeteria eating like a bear, Manizeh rolled her eyes at her friend and sat beside her calling her bhukar.

The whole day she tried her best to avoid any interaction with Mir Taimoor Khan who was probably hunting her down like a lion. She shivered at her thought and take her classes.

Saleeha practically dragged her to the cafeteria in their free lecture and made Manizeh cut a small cupcake, she didn't want to but some fake tears and baby pout made her do it. Saleeha can be a drama queen when she wanted to.

She was having a headache since morning as she can't sleep after midnight when her sleep break from being hungry. She planned to go home early and bunk the last class.

Saleeha was not happy about the whole thing but Manizeh pained expression melt her heart and she let her go.

She dropped Saleeha at her class and moved toward the exit when someone pulled her toward the empty corridor, no one was there as it was close to the storeroom and people rarely came there.

Manizeh was shocked at first and was trying to scream but the hand at her mouth didn't let her. The person pushed her against the wall and stand in front of her. She was shocked to see who was holding her but soon her shock turn into anger.