This chapter is specially dedicated to them:

As soon as we walked down, Ayaan stood up abruptly and walked towards us. "How are you feeling sister-in-law?" he enquired.

"Alhamdulillah good. Please don't call me sister-in-law! Nawal is enough!" hearing sister-in-law gives an old feeling. I remember how I used to get irritated by kids calling me 'aunty' whenever I visited a park here, I reprimanded them and told to call me 'sister'!

"Okay then, how about Nawal sis? I guess even Aziza calls you that so it won't make a big difference." with that he gave a glance at Aziza.

"Hehe, that's fine. have a seat both of you, I shall get you all something to eat!" with that I walked towards the kitchen to serve them snacks.

Ahh, what should I serve? I feel so blank now. Guess I should make coffee for Ayaan and Mr Sheikh and about Aziza, I feel hot chocolate will be the best. with that, I shall keep choco chip cookies, yeah! that's the best.

Once the coffee was on the stove I felt a presence behind me. "Do not forget about the schedule, you are not supposed to eat at 5.30 in the evening. You do not the authority to have snacks." Mr Sheikh whispered in my ears.

"Do not worry Mr Sheikh, I know how to follow rules! I have been doing that since my childhood. won't ever even think of breaking them even in my wildest dreams. Moreover, the things kept on the stove is for you, Ayaan and Aziza. Hope me serving Aziza won't bother you. Or else I'll just serve you and Ayaan. Aziza will understand my reasons." with that said I closed the stove of milk and walked towards filling up the plate with cookies.

I could feel the burning gaze of Mr Sheikh and within seconds he left the kitchen. Ya Allah, this will look so bad, I can't let Aziza feel dejected. What should I do? Please guide me, Allah!

I picked up the tray with two glasses of coffee and a plate of cookies and walked out. I placed it on the dining table and called out both the men.

They both sat in their respective places. I looked at Aziza, she just stared at me with a neutral face. "Nawal sis, where are the other cups for you and Aziza?" Ayaan spoke up. Ya Allah, what should I say?

"Umm, Ayaan I wasn't feeling like drinking and about Aziza, I was about to a-ask w-what she w-wants to have!" I glanced towards Aziza.

"Ayaan, both the sisters do not drink coffee, so she did not make for themselves. Now just have your snacks quietly!" Mr Sheikh said with a tone full of authority.

"Eh, sister I ain't feeling like eating too so I guess we both shall make a move now. See you both later someday! Aziza lets go, I have some work to do on the way." Ayaan stood up without touching any items.

"Ayaan at least have the coffee, or else this will go to waste!" They were our first guests and them leaving empty stomach is not acceptable.

"Don't worry sister, my brother will have an extra cup, I am getting late now, goodbye." with that said they both left, whereas I just stood there frozen, unable to do anything.

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I was sitting on the floor of the bedroom, stuck in my thoughts. Is there ever going to be a time when I will be away from problems? even if I have to suffer it is fine I will, but please Allah don't make Aziza suffer like this ever. Even if there is any suffering written in her destiny, give them to me. Please don't make my baby sister suffer!

The door flew open and in came Mr Sheikh in utmost rage. he pushed me harshly due to which fell on the floor in a laying manner. he walked towards the cupboard and took out a belt. Ya Allah, please not this. but seems like my prayers were not getting accepted. he took threatening steps towards me. I tried to get up and run away from here but he pushed me back and lashed the belt on me.

Ya Allah, this pains a lot. Please stop this. Aziza, I need you! Naushin, please come and help me out. Stop this please, it pains, pains a lot. don't do this, please. I beg you, please. I did not know when my wails came out loud but Mr Sheikh never stopped hitting me with a belt.

Finally, he threw the belt aside and came near me. this was it, he will not hit me anymore, but whom was I joking with?

"YOU DESERVE ALL OF THIS! YOU DON'T EVEN DESERVE TO LIVE. YOU SHOULD JUST DIE AND DO US A FAVOUR!" He screamed at me while slapping my face. "Because of you, my brother left my place without having anything. you are the only reason for all my problems, why the hell did you ever come in my life? you are just an unwanted piece of shit! just die." with that, he started his beatings again.

I was shielding my face, making him more furious. He stops slapping and while I was laying on the ground, he kicked me in the ribs, opening my previous wounds. I screamed my heart out, feeling dizzy I said: "Mum, Dad please stop!" I used all of my power screaming at them. My vision wasn't clear at all. Soon darkness started to consume me and I heard Aadil shouting my name and saying "I'm so sorry babe. I'm so sorry, I pity you. You are such an ill-fated person, who never even got the love of her parents." with that he kicked me more.

The pain was unbearable. Ya Allah, I am grateful to you, soon enough I can feel, losing consciousness completely.

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Finally the prologue! How was the chapter?

Any idea, what will happen further?

Extremely sorryfor a very late update, but was so confused how to plot this whole thing out.

Until next time 😘