Anniyah was so frustrated she wanted to scream with her lungs, her heart was being crushed. It is so hard being in a long distance relationship, her hormones also didn't help she was having one of them days where she felt hopeless. Her dad had told her to check information in relation to the visa and spousal process but it seemed things were closed thanks to stupid Corona. Anniyah's husband was going to his English classes Sunday to Thursday, but she was worried what if they closed to them due to two cases of Corona being positive in an area not far from where her in law's house is. It didn't help that her dad and stepmum always kept saying there'll be some goodness in this, she was sick of hearing that no one understood her pain and anguish. Her tears wouldn't stop, she'd already wiped them and done her skincare routine but the tears wanted to continuously fall. Even though anniyah was in pain and she had come up early, she didn't feel like sleeping today.  She listened to sad songs, she cried for all the pain she beared silently so no one would hear otherwise they'd say you're crying over such a minor thing. She sat on her bed with the light switched off, she liked the dark on nights like this. Sometimes she felt like saying please just send me to Pakistan I want to spend some time with my husband but at the moment she couldn't even do that and people were finding it hard to come back to the UK. People are so lucky to have their spouses with them, whilst every morning day moment and night she had to be without him. There were times where she was just became so fed up and tired she felt that death would be easier than the life she was living, but she knew it was wrong to do that. All she wanted was her husband to pass his English test, the immigration office opens her dad finds a good lawyer and the case is successful that her husband comes to the UK. She imagines going to the airport, running into his arms and forgetting the surroundings.