ugh whatever.

And I later realised that I ended up doing a great mistake by accepting to be friends with him.

I let myself feel for him when I fucking knew that he don't feel anything for me nor wants to date me.

The way he treated me with such kindness and care, it was very hard not to be drawn to him. He was the most purest and sweetest soul I have ever came across.

We used to hangout like normal friends, and just a mere brush of his finger on my skin though even when he didn't intend to touch me, like it's just happened bymistake, would still sent electric jolts all over my body. The way his pretty brown orbs would gaze into mine & he would offer me his cutest smile, displaying his dimples.

I knew i fucked up big time.

I wasn't a fool, I knew I was falling in love.

As the days passed, with our growing friendship, my feelings intensified. I couldn't hold back anymore. And I confessed to him.

somewhere I was prepared for the heartbreak because I knew I was walking on broken-glass filled path and it would hurt.

But I didn't knew that it would hurt like a bitch. He politely rejected me. He wasn't harsh at all. He tried his best not to make me feel bad, he was very careful and gentle and that pained more, realising that I can never get him. He also told me that he liked someone which ached my heart in worst way possible.

Lucky girl she is, afterall the most incredible person likes her.

I knew I can't blame him in all this because it was always me. He was never interested in me.

I was not a fucking weak woman, I knew how to fix myself! So I returned to Australia and tried distracting myself with anything. I eventually joined my dad's company and engrossed myself totally into work.

Destiny can be such a bitch sometimes. After four long years, it brings me face to face with him again. My dad opened few branches in London and wanted me to handle it and shift to London permanently.

To make it worst guess who is my business partner? None other than Rahil Ahmed khan himself.

I couldn't say no to my dad, so I had to work with Rahil again. And being around him, the feelings which I buried resurfaced, pulling me to him again, infact even more. I couldn't help but notice how more gorgeous and handsome he has gotten.

It's like I was swept away by my emotions once again, as if my feelings for him never left in the first place.

I loved him & I still love him fiercely.

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Destiny has always being a bitch to me, it plays games with me every single fucking time, and this time too was no different.

I am married to Rahil Ahmed Khan. Yess married to the man I love so deeply, but who doesn't feel the same for me.

It was actually my cousin, Addin Shah, and his wife who suggested that we get married.

I don't know why would he suddenly agree to marry me.

Did he fell for me as well? did he start having feelings for me? What about the person whom he liked?

I couldn't help but wonder.

Later I came to know that, the person he liked wasn't alive anymore.

I did ask him about why was he marrying me & he told me that because he just wanted to.

And me being a desperate bitch, I agreed marrying him in an instant.

Had I known his actual reason before, i would have never married him.

I'm fucking idoit! I'm fucking fool! Knowing very well how he rejected me twice. I still crushed my self respect under my heel and I married him only to make a fool of myself.

When i unintentionally eavesdropped his conversation with his bestfriend on our marriage night, my already wounded heart broke into millions of pieces.

One thing was now very clear to me that Rahil Ahmed khan would never love me.

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