•||Ch14: A Past to Meet Future||•

||Mishal POV||

~Before Mishal's & Zayaan's Nikkah~

I sat the table quickly and quietly before pa entered in the dining hall for lunch and started yelling or screaming at me. He was very punctual and always wanted the whole dining table set with the dishes before his and my brother arrival.

I put the last dish on the table and silently went back to the kitchen to disappear myself. I sat down on the floor in the corner of kitchen and opened my book. I was revising for my last exam which I had next day.

Pa didn't know about it that I was going outside the house to give my exams but Numan knew about it because he was the one who dropped and picked me from my college without pa knowing. I smiled as I remembered the day when Numan surprised me by buying my books instead of his new mobile.

“Mishu, I can buy mobile anytime or wait till next month for pocketbook but you can't buy new books anytime or wait till pa agrees. My sister's education is my number one priority right now. Study well and rock your brother name.”

I was so happy that day and promised him to study well. I looked down at my book and revised all the course. When I heard the footsteps in the dinning hall, I quickly closed my book and hid it in one of the cabinet.

I went out of the kitchen and entered in the dining hall just as pa and Numan sat on the chairs. I quickly served them and stood in the corner in case they needed something.

“Girl, come here and served my son more,” Pa ordered me pointing at Numan's plate.

I was always a girl for him but Numan was always his son for him. Sometimes, I thanked the Lord above to not giving him one more daughter. I never wanted any other girl to go through what I was going through.

“I am not hungry and you know I don't eat that much,” Numan said, quickly and before I walked to him.

“When I was in your age, I eat more than you and was strong enough to fight against ten or move the tractor with my these muscles,” Pa told him, proudly.

Numan didn't say anything and kept eating slowly. I knew why because he always ate with us after pa was done. Like us, he also hated this rule that females eat after the men of house. Pa thoughts were always ancient. He always thought like the uneducated ancestors from 60's or maybe 90's.

Once pa was done eating, he walked out of the dinning hall to the other big hall. Numan quickly helped me to take all the dishes and plates to the kitchen. We both washed the dishes together with siblings conservation.

“Give me ma's lunch. I will take it to her room,” Numan said in low voice.

I nodded my head and gave him tray of food for ma and also for him because I knew he must be hungry. Ma always had her meal in her room and ate lonely but Numan always made sure ma never ate lonely.

“Mishu, please eat you, too. You have an important and last exam tomorrow for which you have to eat or else your brain will not work due to hungriness,” Numan told me, Sternly.

“OK, bro,” I said with a smile and watched him walking out of the kitchen and made sure pa didn't catch him.

I put a little rice in a plate with gravy on it. I took my book out of the cabinet and sat back in the corner. I studied and ate in the silence.

• • •

I sneaked out of my house and ran to the side of road where Numan always waited for me. I saw him sitting in his car and waiting for me. I quickly climbed in his car and looked at him. He started his car and pulled it on the road.

“You have everything right?” He asked me with a side glance.

I nodded my head with a smile and looked in my bag once again to check everything. I had everything with me which made me more relax but the tension of exam wasn't calming down.

“We reached!” Numan informed me.

“Best of luck!” He wished me as I climbed out of his car.

“Thank you,” I whispered and went inside the college.

After giving my exam, I sat outside under the shadow of tree and was waiting for Numan. Suddenly, a passing car stopped one feet away from me but it reversed back and stopped in front of me.

My breath hitched when I noticed it was pa's car. I stood up slowly and looked at the car with wide eyes which held fear in them. The passenger door opened and I stared at pa who was looking straight ahead with stone cold face.

“Sit inside,” His cold voice startled me.

I saw one more car stopped in front of pa's car which made me more scare. The door of other car opened and Numan stepped out of the car. His face also had same fear like me and he looked at me from car with a scared face.

“I said sit inside the car,” Pa's loud voice boomed which made me jump.

I looked at pa who was glaring at Numan and was ready to kill someone. I gulped and climbed in the car dejectedly and nervously. I didn't know what would happen now. If I was caught alone then I wouldn't have to fear for Numan but now I was scared to the death for my brother.

Once we reached home, pa climbed out of the car and went inside the house without any word, leaving me alone in the car. I slowly climbed out of the car and looked at Numan who stood beside me.

“I am afraid,” I whispered, quietly.

“I will not let anything happen to you,” He said, softly and held my hand.

He squeezed my hand gently with a smile and I smiled back at him. I didn't know what I would do without his support. Allah gave me a beautiful and blessing gift as a brother. We both slowly went inside the house and didn't hear anything. The whole house was drown in silence and pa was not in sight.

“Is this silence a sign of storm?” I asked looking around the hall in nervousness.

“Maybe,” He replied in a whisper.

• • •

I set the table quickly and nervously. Every two seconds later, my eyes moved to the entrance of the dinning hall in fear. Once the table was set, I quickly rushed away to vanish somewhere. I ran back to my room and sat against the wall. I startled when the door knocked and jumped up quickly. I stared at the door in fear and slowly walked to it. I opened the door and sighed when I saw it was a servant.

“There are guest in the guest living hall. Your father wants you quickly change into some nice and clean clothes in five minutes and come there to serve them tea,” She told me.

I nodded my head slowly and closed the door when she went away. I quickly changed into some nice and clean clothes and went to kitchen. I made tea for the guest and put all the cups of tea in a tray.

I went to the guest living hall where the guests and my family were sitting. They all stopped talking when I entered and looked at me. There was an old lady sitting with an old man.

How awkward is it when everyone stares at you!

All I wanted was now to run and locked myself in my safe zone. I served everyone tea and when in the end I served tea my brother, pa did unexpected thing. He made me sit with them. I zoned everything out because I wasn't interested in any stuff which they were talking about.

“We have no problem in making your daughter our daughter in law,” The old lady said which made me snapped out and looked at her in shock.

I looked from her to pa who put his hand on Numan's knee to stop him from exploding. Pa nodded his head with a tight smile and again I zoned out due to fear. Once they were gone, I ran to my room and locked myself inside.

I heard shouting of Numan and pa down there which increased my fear. I fell on the floor and cried for my future.

Days passed like seconds and now it was the day of my Nikkah and my last day here. Pa had made sure to keep Numan away from me. He had sent my clothes for Nikkah in my room and now the girls from our village were getting me ready for my Nikkah.

The whole day passed like a blur and I did knew when I uttered the two words of Nikkah. Pa didn't let me meet ma or Numan but a small girl came to me when I was taking to a car. She handed me a fold piece of letter with an envelope and quickly ran away without any word.

• • •

I felt dehydrated suddenly as I was sitting alone with my husband who I didn't know other than he lived in city and his name.

Sami Aziz.

All I knew he was taking me to his home in city where he lived alone. Suddenly, he stopped the car in front of a train station which made me look out of the window in confusion.

Some papers were thrown on my lap which made look down in more confusion. I picked them and read it with wide eyes.

Divorce papers.

On this paper, he already signed on it.

“I am sorry but I never wanted to marry you but my parents forced me in this. I already have a wife who is expecting and I can't do this with her. Go back to your home,” He said and pulled out some cash from his pocket and gave me.

“Why?” I whispered in disbelief and shocked but didn't accept money.

“My parents wanted money so they... They marry us both for... money which your father gave us as a wedding gift,” He said looking away from me in guilt.

“Look I am sorry. I can't take you with me when I already have a wife. Take these papers and your bags and go back to your house,” He added, quickly.

When I didn't move an inch from his car due to sudden shock, he climbed out and came to my side. He opened my door and pulled me out of the car. While I stood in bewildered state, he also pulled my bags out of his car and put them beside. He put the cash in my free hands forcefully and climbed back in his car with the three bitter words of divorce and took off.

I looked down at my hands which had letter, an envelope, divorce papers and cash. One by one, my tears fell on them because I had nowhere to go now. I remembered the cold words of pa which he said to me before my Nikkah.

“Drink your tears or suck them back. If you ever want to return back home then straight go to the cemetery. The doors of this house is closed for you permanently.”

I looked down at the divorce papers and put them in the front zip of my suitcase and took my both suitcases inside the station. I sat on the bench and removed my gold jewelry which was consisted on earrings, necklace, two bracelets, and a ring. I also put them in the same zip of my suitcase and looked down at the letter and envelope. I opened the letter and my eyes filled with tears on seeing the handwriting of my brother.

Dear sister,

I am sorry I am failed to become a best brother in your life. I should have fought for you more. I should have stood in front of pa for you. But I didn't. I am helpless and now feel more helpless and weak.

I don't know if I ever I meet you in future or not because I know the meaning of marriage in our family and area. Remember one thing, I may be not a part of your life anymore but I am giving you something which may will help you in future.

The envelope in your hands have some money in it. Consider it a gift from your brother and also from ma. Ma wanted to meet you before your Nikkah but because of pa, she couldn't. She wanted to hug her daughter but she was helpless just like me. I promise you, Mishu, I will take care of ma.

And about that money, ma wants you to accept it and have it. Because no one know when you need them.

And if you ever think your husband is not good or is just like pa then don't hesitate to run away from him and settle somewhere else with the help of this money. ~Ma words.

Ma doesn't want you to repeat her mistake and bound with a cruel man. Run away from him when he starts treating you ill and start your new life with the help of your education.

I know my sister is strong and she will face every obstacle bravely.

A helpless brother of a strong sister,
Numan.

I sobbed silently and hugged the letter. My brother was not helpless for me because he just helped me in this tough hour of my life. His letter just gave me a new hope to start my new life with his and ma's help. I wiped my tears and looked down at the envelope and opened it.

That was not just some money, it was a lot of money. I took a deep breath and closed the envelope and also put it in the suitcase along with the letter. I looked around at the station and saw there were few people who were waiting for the next train.

I slowly stood up and went to see the schedule. The next train was coming in one hour and would head to Multan. I bought a ticket from the money which my brother gave me and donated the money which my ex-husband gave me. I donated all his money in a box near the schedule because I didn't want any penny from a man who just ruined my life.

I couldn't go back to my house because of two reasons; one, due to my pa and two, in our village, females are not allowed to return home from an unsuccessful marry if they come back then their families burn them.

A cruel village. With cruel thoughts.

I went to the washroom with my suitcases and washed my face to remove all the makeup. I unpinned my dupatta and wrapped it around my shoulders after adjusting it on my head. Then I went to the waiting room and sat there till the train arrived.

• • •

“This area is not good for girls like you,” The man said who was showing me the small cottage.

“What do mean?” I asked him, quietly.

“This area is scary and criminals roam in this area specially gangs,” He said in low voice, slowly.

I was now feeling afraid but I had nowhere to go and this was only house which was available and wasn't have expensive rent.

“This area may be cheap but the people here are more cheap. Rumors say that people who live alone are taken from there house to sell their organs,” He added.

“What about police? Don't they do anything?” I asked him.

“Police of this area is not loyal. They are corrupted people who works for money,” He answered and shook his head in disappointment.

“Here's the keys of house,” He said and handed me keys.

I looked down at the keys and prayed for new life. The owner walked out of the house while I let my eyes roamed around the small TV lounge.

“And one more thing, don't go out of the house after the sunset,” The voice of owner came as he closed the door.

I put my suitcases in the small bedroom and took out my fresh and comfortable clothes. I quickly changed into them and laid down on the mattress. I sighed in relief when my back pressed against the mattress.

Three weeks passed and I found a job of teacher in the near school. Numan and ma helped me even when they were not with me. If they didn't give me that letter or money then I didn't know what would happen to me.

I didn't know whose but I was feeling someone eyes on me 24/7 whenever I went out of my house to the school. Sometimes, I felt safe but sometimes, I felt goosebumps. I tried to find another place to live but I couldn't find because all the other houses or apartments were expensive and I couldn't afford them but I didn't stop searching for another place.

It was night time and I was feeling scared because every night I heard someone running around the house, shouting outside or sometimes gun shots.

There was a knock on the door which startled me. I debated myself to answer the door or not.

But what if it is someone who needs help?

I slowly stood up from the mattress to answer the door. I stood in front of the gate and looked at the door nervously and in fear.

“Who is there?” I asked with my shaking voice which I tried my best to make it strong.

There was no answer.

Must be someone for help! I was telling myself over and over again because there was possibility of someone to come here for the help.

I waited there for two minutes but no one knocked again. I released the breath which I was holding and turned around to back inside the house. I startled when the door knocked again, nonstop.

I swallowed down in fear and opened the door slowly with my shaking hands. Just as I opened the door, a hand was placed on my mouth and before I saw who was that person, I was injected. My eyes filled with tears and I trashed under the hold of that person. I felt myself getting unconscious but I tried to gain my conscience back in which I was failed and fell in complete darkness.

• • •

I was feeling pain and aches everywhere as I tried to move which was scaring me but the darkness was scaring me more. I opened my eyes slowly after many attempts and gasped. I tried to sit up but felt pain in my legs. I moved my hands to rub my face but, suddenly, I felt the chill cold air hit me.

“Oh no!” I cried in disbelief and quickly sat with sobs.

I was laying on my mattress naked under the sheets and the pain was increasing more and more. I put my hand on my mouth and cried loudly. I looked beside me and saw no one was there but by the look of that side I knew someone was there.

My heartbeat was becoming out of control and I tried to gasp my breath. My eyes slowly closed again and again I fell in darkness.

I didn't know when I was awaken and how I fainted. I quickly sat up and wrapped the sheets around myself and went to the washroom. I quickly wore my clothes and went out of my house to the police station.

I was wrapped in my shawl and clenched it in a fist as I walked inside the police station and passing through the few policemen whose eyes were filled with lust. I stopped in front of the desk of one of the policemen and looked at him uncomfortably because he was looking at me from head to toe.

“Yes?” He asked me with a smirk.

“I... I... I want..,” I tried to speak but the words were stuck.

“You want, Ms.? Are you lonely or is someone irritating you?” He asked me, softly with a smirk.

“I.. I was raped,” I blurted out, quickly in one breath and exhaled slowly.

That policeman laughed out of sudden and other policemen also laughed with him. My eyes filled with tears and I felt more humiliated. My innocence and dignity was stolen from me and here they were crying in happiness with laugh.

“Sorry to laugh, Ms. But who can control his inner beast after seeing a real beauty like you. Well not sorry, Ms. Because this is the jungle of hungry beasts and wolves like us where we take every beautiful thing like you by hook or by crook. You have already warmed someone's bed, how about you also warm mine,” The same policeman said with lustful eyes as they roamed greedily on my body.

I clenched my shawl more tightly and looked at the desk where a glass of water was. I picked that glass and threw the water on his face in anger.

“How can you call yourself a policeman or even a human when you can't protect anyone or give them protection? You don't deserve this uniform because of police officers like you, every police officers suffer from the hate of common men. And how can you even give people protection when you have sold your loyalty? And think about your mother before talking to any female. How will you feel when someone talk to her like this?” I yelled at them in frustration and walked out of the police station.

I kept my head high and controlled my tears because I didn't want to show them my weakness. I walked quickly when again I felt someone watching and it was making me scared. I closed the door behind me and sat against it. I hugged my legs and cried for myself and for my dignity.

I stood up and ran to the washroom every part of my body to make it clean as much as I could. After washing myself, I went to my room and removed the sheets from mattress. I threw them in the small lawn and burnt them.

• • •

Two month had passed but the pain of my stolen innocence didn't pass. I had locked myself for two weeks but after two weeks, I finally came out of the house and went to school straight. I became more silent after that incident but I was happy because now I had found a house near the school and it was in safe area. I had moved there one and half month and now I slept without any stress and tension other than my innocence.

I was in washroom because of sudden nausea and it was happening since two and half weeks ago. I flushed the toilet and brushed my teeth. My face was pale and there was only one fear written on my face.

“I can't be,” I whispered to myself and shook my head.

I went back to my room and buried my face in my hands when it hit me I was late. My eyes were tried of crying and this time no tear escaped from my eyes. I looked up at the clock and saw it was almost time for school.

I took a deep breath and composed myself. I took my dupatta and shawl from the bed and wrapped myself in it. I walked out of my house and locked the door behind me. I was going to school and was on my way when someone, suddenly, held my shawl and tried to snatch it. I turned around quickly and looked at the man who was holding my shawl.

“A girl like you shouldn't roam alone,” He said with creepy smile.

“Leave it,” I told him and kept my voice as strong as I could.

“Didn't you listen what she said?” A cold voice of male echoed.

I moved to look whose this voice belonged and was memorized by the personality of that cold man. Everything about him was screaming and telling me one thing; danger. The air around him was screaming domination and asking for submission.

All my heart could mutter at wrong time was,

Damn!

I quickly looked away from him and looked at the man who was holding my shawl. When he didn't leave it, my saviour stepped beside me which made the creepy man to loose the hold and he stepped back in fear. I quickly snatched my shawl and wrapped it around me properly.

“Ah! I understand you also want to take a little fun of this beauty,” The creepy man said to my saviour.

Before I could react, my saviour grabbed the creepy man by his neck and squeezed it. I held my breath and looked at them with wide eyes. The creepy man was trashing and was trying to move the hand away from his neck.

“Leave him or you will kill him,” I said to my saviour in loud voice, or I almost screamed at him.

The creepy man's face was turning white which made me quickly react. I quickly held the arm of strong man and tried to move him away from the creepy man but he 100 times stronger than me.

“I said leave him,” I told him as politely yet sternly as I could.

This time he listened me and freed the creepy man who quickly took off in a second. The strong yet cold man turned to me and looked at me with his cold eyes.

“Are you insane? What if you kill him?” I asked him in frustration and fear.

I wasn't worried about that creepy man if he died or not but what if something to this man then what would happen to his family. If he killed him then police would put him behind the bars.

When he didn't answer me and kept looking at me coldly, I stepped back in fear of him killing me. I panicked when I thought he could also kill me and I held no power in front of him. I quickly turned around and picked my bag from the ground and walked away from him as quickly as I could.

What have gotten in these men? Why can't they control themselves when they see females alone?

Finally, the school ended and teachers were also free to go home. I excited from the school and quickly walked in the direction of my house but stopped when I saw my saviour was standing outside my school.

I would mind my own business if I couldn't look at his hand. It had cut on it and blood was coming out of his hand. Slowly and in fear, I took steps near but stood at the safe distance from him. I looked down at his hand and observed it. There were stretched marks of nails around that cut and it made me guilty to know somewhere I was also the cause of because the stretches marks were on the cut which looked an old yet fresh scar and it was like these stretches opened that cut.

“You need to aid it quickly,” I told him and looked at him in fear.

His eyes held nothing but coldness which made me step backward unconsciously but somehow I felt saved near him.

“Come with me to the near pharmacy,” I told him and turned around to walk to the pharmacy.

I made sure he kept walking behind me and I kept safe distance from him. When we reached to the pharmacy, I bought bandages for him and handed them to him. This was the least I could do for him to thank him.

“Thank you!”

I thanked him for saving me and was about to walk out of the pharmacy when my eyes fell on the pregnancy tests. My heart was skipping a beat every two seconds later as I walked to that side. I took three of them with shaking hands and bought them.

“Are you?” I heard the cold voice of that man from behind me which startled me but there was also something on which I couldn't put my finger.

How could I forget he was also here?

I didn't answer him first and quickly handed money to the cashier. I turned around to walk out but he was standing in front of me.

“My friend. She needs it,” I lied to him, quickly and quietly.

I took step back and quickly walked past him and out of the pharmacy. I quickly walked to my house but felt dizzy like I was feeling in the school. When I reached home, I quickly locked the door and rushed to the washroom.

I was trying to hold myself together to look at the tests from the last one hour. Finally, I held myself together and went to see the result. I picked it with my shaking hand and sobbed when I looked at it.

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Positive.

• • •

A week had passed and the whole week I spent walking from home to school and school to home. In school, I somehow forgot about my condition but in home, all my thoughts were about the life inside me.

I didn't know what I would do with it and who was the father. I thought of suicide but it wasn't the solution nor could I kill my baby. I wiped my tears and walked out of the house. I had an appointment with a doctor which was making me nervous, scared and afraid.

I was walking to the clinic when, suddenly, someone put a cloth on my mouth and held me. I tried to fight back but whoever was holding me, was strong. My eyes were closing slowly which made me panic and more scared if possible. I tried to open my eyes but I couldn't.

Just one prayer was on my lips.

Whatever happened that night don't repeat!

“Will he come for this girl?”

I heard a female voice near me but my eyes were closed.

“He will,” This time it was a male voice which answered the female.

I tried to fight the darkness but I couldn't. It was like I didn't have any energy inside me body which was making it hard to open my eyes.

“I don't think he will come. Many hours have passed. He is not coming so that's mean this girl is useless,” The female said.

Many hours? I wanted to open my eyes and looked who was around me but thought to listen them quietly. Maybe I could find something.

“I think she is right, sir. Many hours have passed but he haven't come,” There was one more man present in the room.

“Wasir, we are wasting our time on this girl,” The girl said to whoever this Wasir was.

“He cut off my supplies to the people and put many of my men behind the bars. Because of him I can't become a scientist and make money. He have snatched everything from me, even my laboratory which he closed down forever,” The first man shouted who must be Wasir.

“Calm down, Wasir,” The girl said, softly.

“I want everything back, Alia, everything,” Wasir said in heavy voice after shouting.

“Sir, he is not coming. Sources informed us that he was seen in someone's funeral,” A new voice echoed in the room.

After that information all I heard was a storm, banging sounds and shouting. I tried to open my eyes but they were sealed.

“I spend my precious time at this pathetic girl and get nothing in return. I want to take her kidneys and organs out but this will not be painful. I want you all to do worse with this pathetic girl than a hungry beast can do with his meal,” Wasir voice boomed in the room which made me scared.

I struggled to open my eyes as quickly as I could due to fear. When I finally opened them, all I could see was a man walking out of the room with his arm wrapped around a girl. I moved my eyes and saw many lustful eyes on me. I tried to stand up but I fell on the floor.

“Please, no, don't do anything, please,” I begged them and moved back from them.

There were three men present in the room who was looking at me with hunger mixed with lust in their eyes. I looked at them then at the door and quickly stood up to run away. I almost made it out of the room when I was grabbed by my hairs. I screamed loudly in pain and sobbed loudly.

“Please leave me,” I begged them again but no one listened me, they just kept laughing crazily.

I was taken back inside the room and thrown on the bed. Before they could do anything, the room echoed with sound of mirror broke down. I looked at the sound and saw a man entered in the room from the window. His face was hid with bandana and he had gun in his hand.

He shot two men while I held back my scream when two men fell on the floor with a loud thud. The tears from my eyes weren't slowing down. The one who thrown me on the bed was looking at the him with wide eyes.

Before I knew, the man with gun in his hand dropped the gun on the floor and tackled the man in front of me in a second. I quickly stood up and pressed myself against the wall and looked at them in fear.

The man in bandana was beating the other man brutality like a bloodthirsty. I hid my face in my hands to stop myself looking at them and cried loudly. When I didn't hear any more noise, I removed my hands and looked where both men were fighting.

I stood up with a gasp and looked at the blood coming out from the body. It was the man who almost raped me and he was killed brutality. His face was swollen and was red with blood.

A horror which I don't know how to express!

I looked up when I heard the footsteps and the man in bandana was standing two feet away from me. He slowly pulled his bandana down and I gasped looking at his face. He was the cold man who saved me other day and was about to kill that creepy man.

“You killed him,” I whispered in disbelief and slowly wiped my tears.

He took steps near me while I couldn't take because I was already pressed against the wall. I swallowed hard in fear and stared in his cold eyes with horror.

“I did even if he I have to do it multiple times then I will!” He said in his cold voice and his eyes were turning dark in anger.

I looked behind him at the body in fear but he banged his hand on the wall beside my head making me jump in fear and held my chin with other hand. I looked at him in fear as he looked like a beast with rage dancing in his eyes.

“Are you scared?” He asked with cold voice.

I tried to swallow but I was so afraid of even nodded my head. I looked past him at the dead body which had pool of blood around it.

How can I not be?

“You shouldn't be,” He said pulling my face near him by my chin.

I felt his hot breath hitting on my face. I held my breath and tears but every second it made me difficult. Suddenly, a lone tear flowed through my left eye. His eyes turned a little soft but still held coldness and he wiped my tear gently.

“Get ready!” He whispered, softly.

I looked at him in fear too scared to ask him about why because of what happened a little moments ago was scared me to death.

“For a contract marriage,” He said in stern voice leaving no room for me to deny.

“I can't!” I whispered in low voice and looked at him with wide eyes, full of fear and terror.

“Why?” He asked me in anger and coldly as he pulled my face more near him.

I took a sharp breath because of the distance between us and tried to look away from his cold eyes which had anger, coldness, rage and more unknown emotions inside it but his eyes held mine.

“I am expecting,” I whispered and hoped he would leave me when he lose his hold for a second like in shock and one more unknown emotions flashed in his eyes with more unknown emotions.

“I said what I said and you will marry me no matter what,” He said and there was a challenge in his voice and eyes.

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