'She wasn't a diamond yet she was my silver.' - "I will not do any favour to you. I even didn't forgive you so listen here Mister Irtaza Malik. You will escort me home safely and will never show your face." I spoke batting my lashes with a tone indicating disgust for him. "And I would be glad to tell you Mrs Irtaza Malik that this won't be happening." My breath caught in my throat, his voice was so dark, his messed hair, his eyes showing a glint of an emotion which was far for me to understand yet it gave me sparks. "Why are you doing this?" I asked, my eyes filling up. "Because as I said, I need a favour." He smirked making me frown at him. Then he continued - "As much I love the position we are in I would not regret kissing you right now." - Ersheen Fatimah couldn't care more. She loves the life she has, a loving father, not so loving mother, beautiful cousins and her plane simple college life to work in a big company someday and get settle down with a humble and understanding soulmate. And we all know, Life rhymes but not the way we want them to rhyme. Iratza Malik couldn't care more. He hates everyone except his family, all his life he spent on leading his mafia and planning out to take revenge from the enemies behind his father's death even though he has to disguise himself as a student. And. . . . Life rhymed just right when they met but alas, they were deaf.