Third POV
After partying all night and dropping every friend, passed out due to alcohol, Haya was dead tired, as soon as she reached her room, she was asleep within seconds. It was very rare of her to wake up to see the raising sun or pray, loving Shayan was destroying her, to which she was totally naive.

Haya woke up while rubbing her eyes with the back of her hands. As soon as her eyes landed on the clock, which striked 3 pm, she cursed herself under her breath. She was again late. She planned to go for shopping with Zoya as they will be leaving for Bangkok tomorrow. She quickly jumps off the bed and start calling Sarah (maid)

"Sarah! Sarah! "

"G Baji (yes! Sister)" Sarah said while rushing towards her room.

"Sarah takeout my clothes. I am terribly late, Zoya will surely kill me today" Haya said while rushing towards the washroom

Sarah shaked her head seeing Haya rushing towards the washroom.

"Sarah! ...can i have my breakfast ... please " Haya said while stucking her head out of the washroom while pouting. Sarah nodded chuckling.

After taking out her clothes she starts cleaning her room. Sarah was their maids daughter, like her mother, who was working for them. She was also working for them so that she can afford her study. Sarah, Haya and Haniya (Haya's elder sister), they all grew up together so they were more like friends. After cleaning Haya's room she went to make her a breakfast.

After 15 minutes Sarah enters Haya's room with her breakfast on a tray as she enters her room her mouth hanged, the room she cleaned few minutes back was now a total mess. Haya was looking under the bed to find something, as she noted Sarah's presence she stands up.

"Sarah have seen my phone " she asked pouting innocently while resting her hand on her waist.

"Haya Baji! " She almost yelled while looking dumb stuck at Haya "What have you done? I just cleaned your room a few moments ago "

Haya scratches her head and moves towards her "Sarah, I cannot find my phone please help me na "

"Here is your breakfast and" she said will putting the tray on the side table fuming with anger " and i am not gonna clean you room ever again, I going to tell your mother that I can clean any room but not your's anymore" She said while leaving her room.

"Okay! I am sorry don't clean it again but atleast help me find my phone " Haya said to Sarah while stucking her face out of her room but Sarah waved her hand in the air. At the same time Haniya was crossing the hall. Haya looked towords her " Did you see her, Haniya" Haya said while pointing towards Sarah's back, who was now moving down the stairs. On seeing Haya's dramatic face she chuckled a little

" Haniya !! you too"

"What? she is right, Why you messed up your room? " Haniya said and shrugged her shoulders and went the way Sarah went. After good 20 minutes Haya found her phone and after having her breakfast she went downstairs.

Sarah was now cleaning some dishes. Haya placed the tray in the sink.

"See! I found my phone, I don't need you" Haya said while moving her phone in front of Sarah like a small kid.

"Yeah! Don't call me when you need anything, which I know is no going to happen " Sarah said while grinning

"I will make sure of that " she said moving towards the main door while sticking out her tongue towards Sarah, making Sarah laugh.

Haya's POV

In Bangkok

I was in my hotel room, we all friend landed in Bangkok together and now we were all getting ready to go to a local club. I wore a light pink shirt with full sleeves and shoulder cuts, pairing it with black skirt and black stocking. Unlike me, Zoya was wearing shorts and a cream coloured top but it was showing her skin too much. I wore sleevless t-shirts but i was never comfortable in showing my legs like Zoya. In Pakistan, where we live people don't wear shorts or skirts as it is forbidden in Islam but here, she had full freedom to wear what ever she wanted and she was taking full advantage of this freedom. After getting ready we all friends left for the club.

We all entered Bangkok's famous LEVELS Club. We all were enjoying dancing and drinking, only me being a non alcoholor, they were taking full advantage of me, they were drinking like it would disappear form the world after this night, leaving me to drop everyone to their respective rooms. After dancing for sometime with them, I felt tired so I went to the bar, to have a drink (again it was pineapple flavor). I turned to see all my friends, they were enjoying and seems like they were having best time of their life, but I felt a void in my chest. I moved out of the club not because I was not enjoying but because there was emptiness that was there. I don't know, it was in people or was it within me? I made my way toward the bridge that was only a few feets away. I leaned my elbows on the supports of the bridge. I looked up into the sky but it felt like, that I am seeing it for the first time.

" Because you never had time to, you were so busy dancing in the bright lights of the club " my brain mocked at me.

I really forgot this moon, that I loved. This is the life that I wanted, so why i am not happy? Why there is pain, emptiness, a strange feeling in my heart. Why does it makes me feel so helpless, like there is nothing I can do to get rid of this uncomfortable feeling. Why it makes me so uneasy. Why do I feel so tired. Why do I feel like 'I don't know who I am anymore.'

I stared at the moon, the moon without lights of its own, shining brightly. I wished that somehow the moon could answer my question. Sighing I lowered my head into my hands. I was lost in my thoughts i don't know for how long. My phone started ringing bring me back to the reality, it was Baba's call.

"Hello! Baba(father)" I said while smiling a little.

"Haya! Where are you and Why is Shayan not picking up?" Baba's asked in a tense voice.

"We are at a club Baba. Why are you asking? Is there something wrong?" I said with a uneasy feeling settling in the pith of my stomach

"Haya! Shayan need to come back to Pakistan now." Baba said and these words were enough to make me panic.

"Wh...What happened Baba?" I said while swallowing, knowing that, what i am going to hear next, will not be good.

"Maryam(Shayan's sister-in-law) died.... come with Shayan as soon as possible" On hearing these word i stumbled back a little. How can Maryam api(sister) die? she was just close to her due date, What happened to baby?, Did he survived or not? Oh Allah what happened. I know Shayan is a player but he is very family oriented person too. I don't know how to break this news him, he loves his brother and sister-in-law so much. I don't know how he will react, but I have to do this.

'Haya you need to be stronge for him, you have to take care of him' I encouraged myself and moved in side the club again, after good ten minutes I found him dancing with some thai girl. His hands were on her waist, after seeing that remaining calm was difficult but i had to.

I moved toward him and tappped on his shoulder, he didn't turned at all, so i again tapped his shoulder but harder, this time he turned.

"Shayan we need to go" I said but he turned ignoring me and started dancing again. I tapped his shoulder again but there was no response.

"Shayan we need to go now!" I said a little louder now but again he ignored by shrugging his shoulders. He was seriously testing my patience. I know he was enjoying, he was not gonna listen to me anytime soon. So I grabbed his arm and turned him toward me forcefully.

"Shayan! I said WE NEED TO LEAVE NOW" i said while applying pressure each word. I can see that he was getting angry, the least i needed now. The girl beside him was long gone.

"What is your problem women?" He snapped at me while removing my hand from his arm roughly. I could see the anger in his eyes but i remained cool.

"We need to leave for Pakistan, Shayan" I said in calm voice to not anger him anymore, but he grabbed my shoulder in rough way making me stand on my toes.

"Why are you being so clingy these days huh!" He yelled at me while grinding his teeth, catching attention of few people around us. I stumbled back as he released my shoulders form his grip. I know he was hurting me by his words but now, it was not my concern. I know he's not gonna move until I give him a solid reason. He turned and started moving but I grabbed his arm before he could take any step forward.

"Shayan.... Maryam api(sister) died" as I said, I could see his back stiffening and he turned his face towards me slowly. His face was now pale all the emotions were gone. I know he was a drunk but he was sober enough to register what i said.

"Wh.....What!" He shuttered. He knew i wouldn't lie on something so serious, so we both moved out leaving the rest there, after informing Zoya.

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