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Author note:

A woman sat alone in the room, writing in her diary. Her lips trembled with unspoken emotions, hands shaking as she tried to pour her heart onto the pages.

She wrote with trembling fingers and a heart heavy with fear and love, her eyes misted with tears.

"What if something happens to both of us? Whether it's a boy or a girl, when our child grows up... they should be able to read this diary and know who they truly are-know the love they were born from. I don't know what destiny has written for us, but I want our child to know everything."

Tears slipped silently onto the paper, smudging the ink as she continued to write.

"My only prayer is... Oh God, please protect my child. Whether I live or not, just keep my baby safe... please, that's all I ask."

Nine long months passed.

And then,the moment arrived.

The woman went into labor, her screams echoing in the night, filled with unbearable pain. Her mother rushed her to the hospital in a panic, heart pounding with fear.

Her condition was critical. Very critical.

She was writhing in pain, barely able to speak, her breaths shallow and ragged.

The mother, still gasping in pain, whispered with whatever strength she had left

"Please... let me see my baby... I want to see my child..."

They brought the baby to her, carefully placing him in her arms.

She looked at him, her heart aching with overwhelming love. Despite the agony consuming her body, a fragile smile spread across her lips. Tears rolled down her cheeks.

"My baby... my son..."

And then... she lost consciousness.

In her half-dead state, between life and death, she saw a dream.

A man appeared beside her hospital bed,He sat silently beside her, holding her hand as if he'd been waiting for her all along.

He smiled at her

Tears streamed down her face as she looked at him, her breath slowing... her heart whispering something, she weakly smiled

Her eyes fluttered shut, a final tear slipping down her cheek.

The heart monitor let out one long, flat sound.

The doctor looked at the nurse, then at her mother-in-law, his voice quiet, heavy with grief.

"She's gone..."

A silence fell over the room.

Her mother in law looks at the newborn baby

The baby is born, but he doesn't cry.

The doctors check his heart and breathing - they're working fine, yet he doesn't cry at all.

He's fair as milk, pale white like moonlight His eyes pale blue, ocean-like, glowing strangely.

The doctors are puzzled. He's too perfect. Too beautiful. Too... different.

He looks nothing like any normal child

This baby is not like other babies.

She remembers the woman her death... and feels completely helpless.

Before anyone else can find out, she talks to a nurse.

"Tell everyone the baby was stillborn," she says.

"Take him far away... and leave him somewhere."

The nurse agrees.

The night, the nurse takes the baby... walks down a lonely road... and leaves him on the side of the street, wrapped in a cloth, near an empty corner.

Then she walks away.

Everyone believes the baby was stillborn... because that's what they're told by the hospital staff.

Even the doctors lie, saying the child was born dead.

It was nearly dawn, the sky still faintly dark when, by coincidence, a car passed down the same lonely road.

Inside the car was a man in his 30s, his wife, and their 5-year-old son. The man's name was Asfar Nawab Shah, his wife was Sameen Nawab Shah, and their little boy was Ali Nawab Shah.

As they drove, little Ali stared out of the car window, his eyes catching something unusual by the roadside.

"Papa! Papa! Stop the car!" he suddenly shouted.

"What happened, beta?" Asfar asked, surprised.

"Papa, stop! There's someone outside!" Ali insisted.

Asfar finally pulled the car over.

All three of them got out and walked toward what seemed like a pile of cloth lying abandoned.

Sameen narrowed her eyes. "Oh no... this is a baby..." she whispered in shock.

They rushed closer.

Ali, with his small hands, gently pulled the cloth away ,and there he was a tiny newborn baby, helpless, abandoned.

Asfar and Sameen stood frozen in surprise.

Ali looked at them with shining eyes and said, "Wow! Papa, Mama, look... this baby is so cute!"

Sameen couldn't stop herself. Her heart melted. She bent down, picked up the baby gently in her arms, and smiled softly, her eyes filled with tears.

Scene shifts slightly forward:

"Wow.. what an innocent baby... who could be so cruel? Who could abandon a baby this pure, leaving him to die like this?

Sameen kissed the baby's forehead, her heart breaking.

"What kind of world is this? How can people do such horrible things to innocent children?"

Asfar clenched his fists in anger. "Papa," said Ali, "this is my baby brother. Can we take him home?"

Asfar looked at Sameen. She didn't say anything, just looked back at him.

Then they both nodded slowly.

"Yes, beta," Asfar said gently, "From today, he is our son too."

"Really? Thank you so much!" Ali beamed happily.

Sameen's heart filled with joy. She smiled at her husband and her son.

And then, both Asfar and Sameen leaned down and kissed the baby on his tiny cheek

"We called him akaash" sameen smiled

They held him close, full of love.

They carrying baby in their arms,

Tears fell, but hearts found a strange kind of peace... as if a lost soul had left behind a new life ,one they now held in their arms.

That life was Akaash.

When akaash turn 10 he study in a normal rich's school

Muskan was 7 years old - a truly beautiful, innocent, and sweet little girl.

She was her parents' only child, and they loved her dearly.

Her father, Muneeb Malik, was a powerful businessman, and her mother was no less loving. Muskan's mother, Arshima,and since Muskan was their only child, everything was in her name.

Muskan was loved not just by her parents , but by her whole family. And she was incredibly smart and fast at school.

Every morning, her father Muneeb Malik would drop her to school himself.

That day, like always, Muneeb dropped her off, kissed her forehead, and drove away to his office.

Muskan stepped into her school...

Wearing a neat school uniform, bag over her shoulders, her hair tied back, eyes sparkling with excitement.

All the kids were gathered in the garden when she walked in.

They turned one by one to look at her.

Even the wind seemed to pause.

Aman looked at her and whispered in awe:

"Wow... what a beautiful girl. Look, Akaash..."

Akaash stood there, silent.

He couldn't take his eyes off her.

He just stared... without blinking.

Something about her stunned him. Froze him.

A Bit of Teasing

Noor, standing beside Aman, rolled her eyes and said:

"Aman bhai, seriously? You're always chasing after girls.

If you studied half as much as Akaash bro does, you'd be topping every class."

Aman grinned and replied:

"Arey, crazy girl - isn't it enough that one brother is already topping studies?Why should I kill myself too?"

Just then, Muskan walked up to them.

She smiled sweetly and said:

"Hi guys!"

Akaash... speechless.

He just looked at her , silently. He Didn't say a word.

He quietly turned around and walked into the class.

Muskan blinked in confusion.

"What happened to him?" she asked, surprised.

Aman chuckled.

He looked at her, extended his hand and said with a smile

"Forget him. Look at me. Will you be friends with me?"

Muskan walked into the classroom.

Aman blinked, confused.

"Weird girl! Haye... then why did she ask for friendship if she didn't want to be friends?" he said aloud.

Noor, standing nearby, laughed and teased Aman.

"Why are you even getting scolded? It's not your fault. Come on now, we're getting late for class."

Aman sighed.

"Let's go..."

All three - Aman, Noor, and Muskan - were in 7th grade.

But Aman had failed once, so he was repeating the class. That's why he now sat with Noor and Muskan.

They all attended class together.

Lunchtime , School Canteen Scene:

It was a regular school day. Lunch break.

All the kids rushed to the canteen to eat.

Aman and Noor sat with their usual group of friends.

But Akaash...

He sat alone.

On a separate table.

No one ever sat near him.

Muskan, from afar, noticed him quietly sitting, all by himself , not a single friend in sight.

Her heart softened.

She walked up to him and quietly sat down beside him.

"Hi" she whispered gently.

Akaash glaring hee

Muskan smiled and tilted her head.

"You don't speak? So quiet..." she

after 2 year ,asfar navan shah and sameen navab shah send akaash to America for studies

8 year later

Muskan pov

I don't know how... but this memory came to me like a dream.

A soft, beautiful dream.

I saw him , Akaash , my childhood friend... no, my heart.

He was standing in front of me, smiling, holding two heart lockets - one red, one black.

He gently placed the red heart locket around my neck.

"You are in my heart," he said, his eyes shining with warmth.

And then... he wore the black heart around his own neck.

I remember how he said

"This locket will always remind us... that our hearts are incomplete without each other."

My little heart fluttered back then... and it still does now, just thinking about it.

And suddenly , it started raining.

The sky poured, but we didn't move. We didn't care.

We just stood there together

Then he took off his coat and placed it over me.

He didn't say anything... just smiled.

That smile... still lives in my heart.

And in that moment, even as a child

And now as I dream of him, as the raindrops fall in this memory... I can't help but smile.

"Akaash... I loved you then.

And I still do..."

I wake up from a dream

"akaash when will you come back" I whisper "how long will you make me wait it's been 8 year since you left" tears streaming down my face

"only 2 year left now you come back right? You must be yearning I love you akaash when will you come back from America akaash.."

Author pov:

In America, at akaash mansion at his bedroom,the rain tapped softly against the window,

aman entered in akaash room "akaash bhaiya?is he sleeping?" He look at him with concern

"how is he living?he only sleep 2 hours" seriously?AC on in December?does he want to sick? aman muttered to himself he place a blanket over him and leave room

"muskan." Akaash Jolted awake "muskan.." a tear slip from his eyes

Akaash woke up after barely two hours of restless sleep.

He got up quietly, washed his face, and stepped into the silent room. The night was heavy, still, and cruel. He walked to the sofa and collapsed onto it.

Lying there, eyes staring blankly at the ceiling, he whispered to the emptiness around him...

"Muskan... I still remember you."

"Even if I try, I can never forget you.."

"You are that love I'll never get to call mine..." he murmured.

"And I'm the danger you should never be close to."

He clenched his jaw, the ache in his heart spilling through his eyes.

"No matter how much I cry for you in silence, my only prayer is that you never remember me. I hope you forget me completely."

"Don't wait for me, Muskan. Please don't."

"Because I'll never return."

Amam entered in room

"bhai?you woke up so early?" Aman say softly

"What are you doing in my house aman?" akaash coldly said

"Noor and I miss you, Akaash bhai. Why do you have a problem with us? Why can't you stay with us in our house? Why won't you let us stay with you? Even when I come once in a while, you still have a problem with it, bhai," Aman said.

"while?you come here every day" akaash replie, annoyed,

"so what I am your brother" aman said, aman sat beside him on the bed

"Akaash bhai... why are you like this? I mean, your eyes, bhai they're blue, they're deep like the ocean. Every college girl wants you, But your eyes... they're scary, bhai. I can't even look into them. I get scared"

And do you remember, bhaiya? Back in college, when I got into that fight... and you punched that guy, Kabir?He's still in a coma."

"if you know I am like a monster so stay away from me me I am a animal!stay away from me!" Akaash shout,his voice sharp with anger

"I just don't want anyone to get hurt. I still can't forgive myself for what I did with Ali bhai. I never want you to get hurt because of me," Akaash said softly

"Bhai, you're scared without reason. Nothing will happen. And Ali bhai has never looked at you with anything but love. You know how much he loves you maybe even more than I do. You're his life. Then why do you stay away from him?" Aman said

"I know Ali bhai loves me a lot. And he can never be angry at me. No matter what I do, he wouldn't even say 'uf' to me. But I love him too. And I can't bear it if anything happens to him because of me. That's something I could never tolerate That's why I stay away from everyone so that everyone stays safe."

"And you crazy! No matter how much you tell me to stay away from you, I always end up back. I've changed my house password so many times, but you always manage to get in and yell at me. What can I do? I'm yours," Akaash said.

"Bhai, I'm your little, innocent, sweet brother. So love me. Don't scold me, man, I get scared," Aman said ,making puppy eyes

"Coward," Akaash said.

"Whatever you say, let's just eat now. I'm starving," Aman said.

"Eat?Khana tera bap ne banaya Kya?" Akaash said, annoyed

(Did your father make the food?)

"If someone has to cook, then it should be you, right? You've learned to cook so well living alone. I really love your cooking. Please cook something, I'm so hungry," Aman said,

"Fine" akaash said,softly

And finally, Akaash enters the kitchen and starts cooking.

Then both of them eat together.

After eating, Akaash says, "It's really late now, go to your home."

"Let me stay here Tonight, please bhai," Aman said.

"Look, Aman, don't act crazy go home. Noor is alone at home," Akaash said.

At that moment, Noor enters from the door and says, "Don't worry, Akaash bhai, I'm here."

"Noor, what are you doing here? Who told you this idiot is here?" Akaash asked, surprised.

"Bhai, this idiot of yours is the one who called and told me I mean, I told her," Aman said.

"you little-!" Akaash said angrily.

"Bhai, sorry sorry!" Aman shouts while running away.

And Akaash runs after Aman, while Noor laughs behind them

Muskan pov:

When I was 7 my mom arishma Malik my mom she death after 1 year papa married again to a woman Zmiya the day Zmiya she have son she is stepped into our home, it stopped feeling like home. She took over everything My routines, my father's time, even the warmth in our house. Her words cut deeper than any slap, and somehow, Papa never noticed.

Miss Zmiya the woman I tried hard to respect found out that papa already transferred all his property in my name then..

She said those words--words that piercing my soul

"I married him only for his property, I acted for seven years, all just so I could get everything in my and my son name and now this man gave it all to his daughter?"

She was furious, furious that papa had chosen.Me over her

then she said something that made my heart stop

"I do whatever it takes to get the property back. I don't care what I have do to her"

I run to my room crying in pillow I fell sleep like that my phone ring I wake up I open my eyes I pick up call

"Helo?is this muskan Malik?Mr. Muneeb Malik is no more'

"W-what?" my lip trembling

I was trembling.I ran.i cried. I prayed

Just to see papa one more time

When I reached the hospital, I saw him lying there in hospital bed, lifeless

"Papa"

I broke down beside him shaking him begging him to open his eyes

"Papa! please.. don't leave me..papa!"

I screamed. Again and again

"papa! Papa! Papa"

But he was gone

And Zmiya the woman? She stood there, crying fake crocodile tears, pretending to be innocent

But I know

I know the truth

Papa is.gone

And with him,a piece of him left forever

I am completely shatter

I stood still as they buried Muneeb Malik my Papa while the world moved around me

But inside me.. everything was frozen

I kept crying. But no one could hear the scream inside my soul

And she come

Zmiya.

The same woman who destroyed my family..came up to me pretending to be kind pretending to be sad in front of everyone

She placed her hand on my shoulder and said

"Beta please don't cry..what had to happen has happened. No one can change it now."

I felt like a rage through my chest

I pushed her hand through my chest

"Don't.touch.me"

I look straight into her eyes no fear only pain and fury

"Your a murderer!you killed my papa'

"You probably killed my mom too"

"I hate you! I hate you!" I sobbed breathless

"S-stay away from me you pay for everything you've done, you remember this forever!"

3 day later

I was sitting in living room couch thinking about papa and mama tears stream down my face

Zmiya come toward me she grab My hand tightly,

I scream in pain "what are you doing? Let it go! It hurt" I cried

To be continued

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