Hi Everybody .. !!

I was very busy so couldn't update the past days, leaving you guys waiting !!

Well I am back now, hopefully :)

And please don't be sad, Amal has her reasons and they both love each other except that their situations are different !!

Try to enjoy this one ;)

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Arsalan

"AMAL"I shouted loudly.

Her name becoming a mantra as I kept calling her.I couldn't even take the pain without her.With her being with me made everything easy.

But I remained empty.

Arsalan Khan was nothing without Amal Arsalan Khan.

An hour later, a knock on the door sounded.Averting my eyes from the roses on the floor, I looked at the closed door.

Amal-

To broken to stand up, I remain shattered on the floor with the dimly lights around me.The power and energy all leaving me, showing off my vulnerability.The jingles of keys reached my ears as I looked at the door.A second later, the door was pushed open.

I stared blankly as the man moved. around.The shock and questions swimming in his blue eyes.The air tenses around us.Bashar's muscular figure moved towards me.His hand reaching towards my shoulder.

" Where is Amal?"He asked, a sense of panic in his voice.

I gulped roughly down my throat, finding the mere action difficult as if something bitter and sharp was lumped inside.Gathering the words, I found myself speak,

" She left.To find happiness from where she belonged.To live the life that was snatched from her grasp.She has gone to live the life she always deserved."My hoarse voice cut through the thick air.

The man stared at me as if I had slapped him across the face.His blue eyes widening.

" Are you out of your mind? Arsalan, you let her go?"Bashar asked in bewilderment.

" They say if you love someone, their happiness matters the most.And Amal's happiness lies in her going back.I only wish for her happiness whether she stays away from me or with me."My hoarse low voice said.

Bashar throws his hands up in the air.

Placing his hands on his head, he pulled at his light strands.

" I don't believe this shit."He spat.Moving away, he stands up before walking over to the kitchen.A cup is banged on the counter before he filled it up with water.Footsteps filled our-my apartment as he walked back to me.

He held his hand out for me, making me accept his support.Stamding up on my feet, I sit on the sofa.The coldness chilling my body.Bashar handed me the cup, making me gulp the water down my throat in one go.Placing the cup on the coffee table, I avert my eyes to the roses on the ground.

What was their fault?

" Sometimes, separation is the only survival for relationship."I spoke.Amal's smiling face flashes before my eyes.Bashar stood before me with his arms folded.His glaring eyes directed towards me.

" Oh shut up.Don't give me this crap.Just look at yourself.Your damn eyes are bloodshot and I am sure Amal's eyes are no different.How stupid you two can be?"He spat making me avert my eyes from him.

Amal

Amal

Amal

Amal

Please don't cry.

" Just look at yourself, how could you even let her walk away.You are sitting here like the most devasted man on the planet, damn I cannot relate you to the man I saw just few hours before."He said angrily.And under his sharp glare, I found myself as a little kid being scolded by his parents.

The charcoal of my eyes turned glassy.Running a hand down my face tiredly, I hide all the emotions that were fighting hard to resurface.Composing my breaking posture, I managed to stand up.

" I want to spend sometime alone"I said stiffly.The man sighed before moving towards me.His arms go around me as he embraces me in a brotherly hug.Something breaks loudly within me as I hug him tighter.

" I love her Bashar."I kept on repeating as he pats my back.Finally pulling away from him, I walk him to the door.Just before leaving he turned to me, his eyes filled with concern as he looks at me.

" I'll come in the morning.If you need anything, you know I am just across the hallway."He said.

I nodded.He walked to his apartment before closing the door behind him.I stared at the empty hallway now.An emotion, a mix of sadness and anger provoking me now.

Looking away from the hallway, I slammed the door shut with a force that even the hinges protest.Locking the door, I feel a traitorous tear slid down my face.

My dark eyes trailed to the roses on the ground.Anger splurging with in my chest, I moved towards them.Picking them up in my hands, I smelled them.

Amal

My heart broke, the cracks only becoming prominent.My breaths picked up speed, as I traced the delicate petals.Not able to control myself, I tore the bouquet away.My lips moved as I growled loudly.Everything slowed down as the roses kissed the air before scattering everywhere.The red petals flying everywhere.

I stalked over to the white chest of drawers.Anger got the better of me as I swiped all things from the surface to the ground.The expensive vases landed on the floor.The sound of breaking glass only adding fuel to my anger.

My foot reached forward and like a man on war, I kicked away the coffee table.The once house, I decorated with my own hands now becoming a place of suffocation for me.Making it hard for me to even breath.

I heaved in and out.Tears trailing down my face.A burning feeling in my heart made me come back to reality from the madness.

" Amal"I shouted loudly falling on the ground once more.My throat hurt from all the shouting.My eyes turned droopy making me stand up.

She wasn't coming back.

I stood up on my feet.The red petals got crunched under my shoes as I walked across the room.The glass and wood on the ground staring at me sadly.A yawn escaped my lips as I walked inside my bedroom.

The lamp illuminated and outlined everything in the room.With tired and heavy steps, I moved further in the room.A sweet and particular smell wafting past my nostrils.Nothing had changed in this room unlike our lives.Everything was in its place as perfect as ever.

Shrugging off my coat, I loosened my tie.My eyes darted to the empty bed.Walking over to Amal's side, I sit down.Grabbing her pillow,

I smelled it.

It smelled of her.

It smelled just the perfect combination of her.

It smelled like her.

I hug the pillow tighter.Pulling the blanket with me, I strode over to the window seat before switching off the lamp.Adjusting my feet in the small surface, I pulled the blanket before keeping Amal's pillow under my head.

I smiled remembering the first day of our marriage was started by Amal sitting on the window seat.

Amal

Amal was the last person I thought about before drifting off to dreamless sleep.

My back hurt.I could feel the muscles tensed and sore as I turned to the other side.The bright light hit my eyes as I opened my eyelids.Shielding my eyes from the coming days light.I sit up.

Hissing, I pressed the palm of my cold hand against my forehead.My head spinned as I stood up.Walking inside the bathroom, I decided to freshen up.

The warm water cascaded down my body as I stood under the shower head.There was absolutely nothing I could do.Everything was slipping out of my hands as I remained motionless.Last nights event rewinded in my mind.

All the words the grey eyed woman whispered revolving around me.My life suddenly turned colourless making me stand on square one.Looking at the mirror, my reflection reflected nothing except for defeat.

Pulling on my clothes, I walked back to the room.Reaching towards the brush, I brush my hair trying desperately to ignore the glass bangles sitting there.Imagining as if they were never there.

But my eyes betrayed me as I looked at the blue bangles.Suddenly the sound of them clinking as Amal worked around the home reached my ears.I smiled.But my reflection slapped me hard bringing me back to the reality.My fingers slid over them.And the white paper underlying didn't go unnoticed by me.

I frowned before holding it in my hand.Unfolding it a neat handwriting welcomed me.Sitting on the bed, I read through the lines.Amal.

Arsalan,

I never wished for this but my circumstances had let me do this.I am helpless and your help is not what I need.What I want from you would end tonight.I wish we had more time.I wish we could like we were living but Arsalan, I cannot do this.I wished to tell you a lot of things.But I am leaving without words.

I was a storm in your life, I was entered forcefully but I am leaving on my own now.I wish you a happy life a head.Remember me as a bad time in your life as it comes and go.I am going now.Just know that you can be someone's everything.You can be someone's world but that someone is not me unluckily.Find a woman that loves you, that you deserve.Not someone like me.Not a selfish like me.

You have given me a life and a purpose but believe me Arsalan what I am doing is not something easy.I know how much its taking off me to walk away from your life.How much its killing me.But I have my choices.I am chosing something else over you and I am selfish.I am sorry for what I am doing.

I was never strong enough, I was always the weak but you were my strength and I feel very blessed to have you.But you promised me and I hope you remember how ungrateful I was to have you.I always wanted to end this relationship and here I am.I maybe at mistake but this would only nourish our lives.But I'll always be in your name, only one last favor that I am asking.I am only taking your name with me.Because that's the most precious thing you've ever given to me.I will never be able to say all this to you so I am writing this down and by the time you find this, I would be gone.

Its not your mistake, Its mine.

Stay happy and blessed.

-Yours Janaan