"I'm on my way, move your fat ass, We are going out🔪" I smiled at the text of the best woman and the best friend of my life.

I knew I was so damn lucky to have a friend like her, she has proved it millions of times that no one can ever replace her. She has always believed in me, she has always been standing with me no matter what!

I highly doubt if I can ever live without her.

I took a nice shower and wore her favorite shirt which she gifted me. I was searching for the watch she gifted me last year and I remembered she has taken it away from me a few months ago when she was pissed off and I forgot to take it back from her.

I opened the almirah of her stuff and started looking for it. It was just lying beneath her dress. But something else caught my attention too, it was a black diary which she was keeping since our childhood. We know everything about each other but I don't know why she never allowed me to read that diary.

I knew it was wrong to touch someone's personal stuff but she was my bff, still no, Azlan!

But the curiosity was killing me from inside, and I just wanted to know what was she hiding from me.

I took the diary from the almirah and sat on the bed. As I opened the first page, a smile formed on my face. It was the childhood picture of us and she had written our name together in a heart.

This diary was filled with the incident of the silly things we did as a child, my eyes became wet and I started recalling everything. But it made me surprise that this diary was only about us. Then why was she hiding it from me?

Girls will be girls!

I started flipping pages and soon it started looking odd. As I read her poetry, I realized it was all about love.

My heart skipped a beat as I saw this. Yeah, we say "I love you" to each other daily but it was different. As I started reading the pages, my head started spinning.

Damn! MISHAL is in love with me...

She loves me in the same way I love Zaynah and even more than it. And I highly doubt if anyone can ever love me like her.

I was surprised to see that how she was sacrificing her love for my happiness.

I closed the diary and put it back in the almirah. My heart was still racing.

Why I'm feeling like this?

Bruh! She's your best friend!

I started looking at our pictures, she never looked that beautiful.

I never noticed her!

She was looking different!

"Hello, come outside dumbass, I'm waiting in the car," she called me and hung up.

Her voice never felt that beautiful!

I realized everything was changing in my heart. It was giving me a whole different feeling that someone loves me. Now I knew what I need to do. I smiled and walked outside.

It took me an hour to pack my stuff from the hostel, I was about to leave when a thought clicked on my mind, Should I go through Farwa's stuff?

But it's not right!

It's your only chance to collect proof.

But still...

After fighting for ten minutes with my inner self, I decided to check her stuff. Who knows any proof is lying in it?

I opened her wardrobe and found piles of clothes were messily lying here and there, my hands were shaking from fear and anxiety. I had checked her whole wardrobe but didn't find any suspicious things. I was about to close the wardrobe when my eyes landed on a brown bag, I didn't check that corner. I picked the bag and the next moment my heart stopped beating. The same black hoodie was lying in it. I touched and my heart started racing. How can't I recognize this hoodie?

Damn! So my suspicion was correct!

It is Farwa who is trying to kill me.

First in the party, then the blood in the bathroom, the car accident, and that accident...Farwa was behind all those accidents, Damn!

How can I be so stupid? Why didn't I notice her glares, her disgusting comments, her sly smile, and the most important her relation with Wajahat?

But I knew this hoodie wasn't enough proof. I need to find more. I started searching her wardrobe, her personal drawers and what I found in her drawer was enough to spin my head. Wigs...

Not one, not two, there were a collection of all types of the wig. She was using these fucking wigs on her head and we all used to think that she has amazing hair.

Damn! She is fake asf!

I took the wig in my hand and a sly grin formed on my face. I knew what I'm planning to do isn't right but everything is fair in love and war, right? And I won't let that bitch play with my life anymore. She has done enough shit with my life and now it's the time for payback.

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I entered the cafeteria and spotted Farwa who was standing in the middle of the cafeteria with a girl. Her beautiful face was shining between her beautiful hair or should I say wig?

Zaynah no, you can't do this ...

I need to do this!

Popularity was her strength and now I was going to use it as her weakness. I smirked and moved my steps ahead.

I bumped into her intentionally and looked at her face, she had a smug look on her face as I had ruined her dress.

"Can't you use your eyes bitch," she scoffed and I passed an innocent smile at her.

"You should be sorry and you're smiling," she blunted and shot a glare at me.

" I'm not sorry for anything, bitch," my voice was loud enough to be heard by anyone. No one had ever dared to say anything to her and today this nerd was calling her bitch without any reason.

People stood up from their seats and started looking at us. Farwa wanted to exit but as she looked around she stopped and snorted, "I'll see you bitch,". Before she could move, I tripped her leg with my feet which made her fall on the ground.

"Oooooo," people started hooting and a sly smile appeared on my face. It was feeling so good. I just wanted to hurt the girl in the same way she tried to hurt me.

She stood up and slapped me hard on the face. I guess I'm in some movie!

Like it's hard to imagine that it's actually happening here.

My eyes started raging from all the emotions I was keeping inside for God knows how long.

I grabbed her by her hair and pulled her towards me with full force and the next second her beautiful wig was in my hands and she was standing there with teary eyes, a shocked face, and short ugly hair. She was nothing looking like Farwa. Her hair was giving her face a weird look.

"Omg, she's ugly..."

"She was using wigs all the time,"

"She's so fake,"

"She's a real bitch,"

" I can't believe I used to get jealous of her beauty and look at her face, she looks like some ugly piece of shit, "

The cafeteria was filled with these types of voices and people started laughing, taking pictures of her, and making videos of her.

A pang of instant guilt formed in my heart. I shouldn't do this. Now, what is the difference between me and her? Her teary eyes, broken face, and complaint look was making me more guilty.

"What the hell are you doing?" Everyone stopped laughing and put their phones down as they heard a terrifying voice.

It was none other than Wajahat Shah, his fists were clenched and he had a large scowl on his face. He looked at Farwa and his eyes softened and the next second he cocked his head in our direction.

"Delete everything you took here from your phone or I'll teach y'all an unforgettable lesson," he gritted his teeth and roared. Before looking at Farwa again, his gaze landed on me and her facial expressions changed. The wig in my hand was telling him everything. He looked shocked and mad. He moved his steps towards me and eyed me from head to toe.

His eyes were raging from anger and his gaze was piercing my soul.

"What the heck you just did? I didn't expect this from you. Guess what? You're nothing but just a bitch... I was so wrong to think that you..." He ran his fingers in his hair with frustration.

"If someone else was in your place, I'll make sure to teach him a nice lesson but... I'll never forgive you Miss Zaynah for this," his eyes had a lot of unread emotions and he gave me a disgusted look.

If looks could kill someone, I'd be dead now. My eyes pricked from hot tears and it felt like someone had stabbed a knife in my heart. I wanted to cry and bawl my eyes out but I pushed back my tears.

He moved towards Farwa and pulled her in a hug, "Shh, stop crying,"

People were once again busy with each other and I was just standing there like a statue.

He cupped her face and looked straight into her eyes, "Listen, you're the most beautiful girl on this planet, know your worth Farwa, this can't define you, Do you have any idea how pure and amazing you are? I'm so lucky that I have such a gem in my life, I love you, " he was saying it to Farwa and my heart was shattered into pieces. Farwa gave him a weak smile and then they both walked out.

I knew he loves Farwa then why did I expect anything from him. How stupid was I to think that he likes me? He agreed to the marriage just cuz of his aunty and today he showed me what I'm for him.

He looked mad and hurt for Farwa, he never cared about me and today I saw everything for Farwa in his eyes.

But then why was he playing with me? Those moments after nikaah, in his bedrooms and that kiss??

You don't mean anything to him.

Can't you just die Zaynah?

My legs faltered a little and it became hard for me to control my balance. I ran outside and bumped into someone, it was Naina.

"You okay, babe?" She had genuine concern in her eyes but I ignored her and started running again.

I didn't know how I reached Shah Mansion, As I entered, I was startled to see Farwa and Wajahat. They were already here and Farwa was sobbing in Mrs. Umaisha's arms. Everyone glued their eyes on me and they had scowls on their face.

"I can't believe Zaynah, you can do this to Farwa? Whyy? What's wrong with you? I have always considered you as my daughter and you did this to her...to us. Just get lost, I don't wanna see your face right now, " Mrs. Umaisha's words stroke my head like a hammer, I looked at her in disbelief and moved outside.

"Zaynah wait," Zara ran after me.

"Where are you going?" She asked worriedly.

I didn't say anything and continued walking.

"She has a different attachment with Farwa, just don't mind her words, she didn't mean this," she held my hand and her eyes were shining from tears.

"It's okay Zara, I don't wanna stay here either. She's a bitchh and I'll prove it," I replied curtly.

" Zaynah, it's not you, I swear it's not the Zaynah, I knew... you're someone else, that Zaynah was pure and innocent, and do you have any idea what you did today? Someone's playing with your mind, Zaynah.. you..."

" Yeah, I'm nothing like old Zaynah cuz she was coward and scared but now I don't fear anyone, I know how to take stand for myself, just don't teach me these fucking lessons, y'all are bipolar and ..." I cut her off and grimaced. She didn't speak anything and I stormed out from Shah Mansion.

Just cuz I took a stand against someone from their family they started accusing me. How stupid was I to think that they will believe me or trust me? Why the heck I agreed to marry that cocky person.

Cuz you love him!

Love?? What he said today in the cafeteria made me realize that I was chasing an illusion. I had hurt the man who loved me from the bottom of my heart for him.

I'm sorry Azlan.

My eyes were red and puffy and the pain inside my chest was increasing. My heart was shattered into pieces and each piece was piercing my whole body.

I didn't wanna stay there anymore, I'll see Asiya, I just wanted to go away from this place where no one is mine. No one believes me, no one actually cares about me.

A cab stopped near me and I got inside the cab. I hate you Wajahat!

I hate y'all!

Farwa, you won!

I opened my eyes as I realized that I didn't tell any address to the cab driver. The cab was running on the strange lonely road. I came back to my senses and yelled,

"Hey, where are you going?" But I didn't get any response, I started screaming and tried to get off the cab but it was locked from outside.

What the heck is happening with me? Who's he?

Am I kidnaped??

My screams were muffled inside the cab and my all efforts went in vain.

I just realized that I was trapped.

Farwaaaaaaaa!