Aziya POV||

Time passed very fast. Seconds into minutes and minutes into hours then hours into days. Just like this two more months passed and again he showed his bipolar behavior in this whole two months. He was now getting mostly angry and snapped at everyone.

I washed all the clothes of his and mine. I knew we had servants but my time was not passed so I started doing laundry. I pulled the white shirt of Murat out of the washing machine and gasped.

His white shirt now turned into half pink shade. My hands started trembling looking and I now became scared. I turned around with the shirt in my hands and heard, "What the hell?" I gasped and moved the shirt down and looked at angry Murat.

He stomped near me and snatched his shirt from my hands and looked at it then threw it. He grabbed my arms then pinned me with the wall and gritted, "Who told you to do the laundry? Now see what you have done with my shirt."

I tried to breath but couldn't. His anger scared me making me locked myself in my room. He pulled me with him outside of the laundry and said in anger, "Now I think I should show you your better place." I cried in pain and whispered, "Please it hurts." His dead gripped on my hand hurt me.

He stopped in the living hall and pushed me forward. I stumbled on front of him and looked at him with wide eyes. "Why don't you ever get that through this thick head of yours that you are nothing for me just an unwanted forced wife. Whatever you do I will never be yours. Do you know how much I hate you," his words making my heart clenched and broke.

"I hate you too much that I can't even describe. I don't know if anyone hate someone that much like I hate you," My world crashed hearing his words, "Don't ever touch my clothes or any of my things again." With this he went to his upstairs leaving me in my tears.

I stood stun not believing my ears then ran away to my room and threw myself on my bed crying my heart out on my pillow. He hated me. He hated me. He hated me. I couldn't bare that pain so I quickly picked my diary and opened an empty page and started writing on it and sobbed.

Sukoon milta hai do lafz kagaaz par utar kar,

Cheekh bhi leta hu or awaz bhi nahi aati.

(Translation: I find peace after writing few words on paper,

I can scream without making noise.)

Dear diary,

Today he told me how much he hates me. I can't tell how much it hurts when he said he hates me. My heart is now completely shattered in many pieces.

Kaise kahu...

Tut kar chaha tha mane ausko,

Or tor kar rakh dia aus ne mujh ko.

(Translation: How to say...

I want his like a broken soul,

But he broke me.

I want to scream but I can't. Everyone hurts me but he was the last lesson to whom I expected but he also hurts me in many ways that I can't tell. Why can't anyone understand that I am also a human and I also have feelings.

I woke up and felt headache and my eyes hurt because of the last night. I got up from my bed and stood in front of mirror. The little life which that eyes had now also vanished.

My eyes were swollen and red. I changed my clothes and went out of my room to the kitchen. I cooked breakfast for him with heavy heart. He may not loved me but I loved him so much.

I sat silently on the chair and played with my breakfast. I saw him through my wet eyelashes standing up and walked out of the dinning hall. I didn't eat my breakfast and picked the all plates and took them in kitchen.

It was evening time and I felt myself lightheaded. I hadn't eaten my breakfast and lunch also dinner last night. Suddenly I heard Murat, "Shaila make a coffee for me." Shaila was on a holiday today so I looked around and saw no one here.

I made coffee for him and went in the living hall to give him his coffee. He was there doing his office work. I almost handed him cup when I felt dizziness and the cup fall on his files on the table.

I gasped looking at the file which was now drenching in coffee. He stood up and looked at me with murderous look. "See what have you done. Can't you do anything right?" He yelled at me making me shook in fear.

I tried to speak but closed my mouth cause no words were coming from my mouth. "Now what? Can't you speak? Do me a favor and die somewhere. That will be great if you die then everyone can breath properly," He again yelled at me but what he said stuck on my broken heart.

Do me a favor and die somewhere.

That will be great if you die then everyone can breath properly.

He looked down at the file and I stunned on his words which were repeating in my head. He picked his files and laptop and went somewhere in the house while I unconsciously walked to my room with tears dripping from my eyes.

I sat on the floor and opened my diary and started writing on it.

Dear diary,

It hurts me. I wanted to die now because the one who I love also wants me to die. Am I that worthless?

He said 'Do me a favor and die somewhere. That will be great if you die then everyone can breath properly.'

What is my fault in all of this? Just this that I am an unwanted and also his unwanted forced wife which he will never love.

Everyone wants me die then let fulfil their wish. I made a decision now that I am now gonna commit suicide.

Good bye forever.