Chapter 19

To wash her face, Hoor ul Ain came to the washbasin. Hiding from everyone's gazes, he also comes behind her. Hoor ul Ain was not aware of him coming behind her. She take off the dupatta from her head, folding both her sleeves to her arms and started rubbing her face with soap. But Shanzal Ali Shah who was standing behind her becomes irked and restless after gazing at fresh marks of wounds on her white wrists. He came forward. "These.... how you got these wounds?" He quickly move forward holding her arm, when he asked. She was startled by his act and freed herself from his grasp. Sitting her dupatta on her head, she said bitterly. "Who are you to ask that? As I am reaping what you sow for me......" "Yes I know, but I want to repent my doing but you are not giving me an opportunity." "So what Mr. Shanzal Ali Shah! Have I ever complained to you or anyone, I am facing what fate has written for me, please don't come in front of me, my wounds again started bursting after seeing you...