MADE FOR EACH OTHER

AYESHA'S POV:

I came running to my room.

"Dua. Dua. Dua. You b**ch. You... I'll kill you. I'll kill you dua. What did I ever do to..." I yelled loudly.

I threw all the stuffs on the dresser.

"F**k you b**ch. F**k you. F**k you. I hate you b**ch. I hate you." I threw the vase down. I watched it break down into thousands pieces. It was so much like me. My state was so much similar to it. Broken down into thousands of pieces. I looked up at my hand who was bleeding due to clutching the vast tightly. But the pain was no where compared to my anger.

now. I have to stuff his mouth  with so much money. And that was not

care. I took a seat on my bed and clutched the pillow in my

I thought he wouldn't like dua and

day when I saw them

was supposed to be me. But you and your plan. You took what was mine. Do you think I am gonna let you slip away that easily. Then you are a fool. Just wait and watch miss.dua."

dua. He have changed. He couldn't see me. His princess. He is blind by your love now. He didn't see you all these years but now your

hard to see you getting married with him. Armaan should have been mine. He was perfect for me. Rich, handsome and smart. We looked like match made in haven but you. You dua shah. You. ... no or should