20 minutes later

I was in a red lahenga with a vail on.

Two women were doing my make up where I remained lifeless.

My lips are painted in a bloody red lipstick. Just like my heart is bleeding right now.

Even in my wildest dream I never thought I would get married like this. I haven't thought of my marriage yet. I'm just 21! I still have so many dreams to fulfil.

They are past now. My life is being ruined. I don't know what happened to me after this. I don't even know the person I'm marrying. He came into my life as my doom.

"We are done. Take a look in the mirror" one of the women said.

I looked in the mirror to see a beautiful version of mine. But my soul was missing in this version.

They left and my doom entered the room.

His steps stopped for a while looking at me.

I angered myself looking at him. I tried to control myself by looking at the floor.

He sat beside me. Four more people entered the room. Then my destruction started.

The quazi asked for my approval in the marriage and my eyes filled in tears.

I don't want to marry him.

But thinking about my family I managed to say 'Qubool' three times.

I also signed the marriage register.

Now I'm both religiously and legally his wife.

Sarfaraaz Talukder. I just got to know his name.

A picture of us was taken where I was made to smile.

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My life which was almost perfect yesterday was destroyed by the man whom I just married.

Allah! why?

What was my sin for which you are giving me such punishment?

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Everyone had left except him. Fears started to take me over.

What else does he want now?

He gave me his iphone dialing the landline of my house.

"Tell them that you married me at your own will. You were in love with me. The kidnap was a lie.They don't need to find you. Don't you dare argue with me you know the consequence" he said coldly.

I was astonished. What the heck he is trying to do. Is he making me a culprit in my family's eyes?

"Talk" he said again.

"H..hello? Baba it's me Tania. I'm s..sorry that I lied. I'm m..ar..ried to the person I love. The kidnap was nothing but a drama. Stop searching for me. Please forgive me" saying I cut the call.

My father's scream is still ringing on my head.

I hurt the most important person of my life!

I threw out his phone out of anger on the glass table. Table broken along with the phone screen.

"You mad girl!" he glared at me.

It's nothing. Not even the tiniest part of what you have done with me just now.

I hurriedly took a glass piece and pointed it at him and said "I'll kill you crazy bastard".

Suddenly his eyes became dark. He grabbed my hand tightly which made the glass piece fall.

He pinned me on the sofa and hissed "Don't you ever call me that or anything taking my parents' name. You won't be able to imagine what I am able to do to you?"

"You'll kill me, right? Then do it now. Because I'll say it again. You are a sadist psychopathic bast.." I could not finish my words as he slammed his lips on mine.

He forcefully started kissing my lips. I used my hands to stop him but he grabbed my hands with one hand over my head.

He bit my lower lips hard which made a cut for sure. I winched in pain while he pushed his tongue inside my mouth. He dominantly exploring my mouth with his tongue.

While I tasted my blood on it.

I am almost about to lose my breath he pulled away.

I started panting heavily.

"It's just a teaser. So be careful of what you say" he warned me.

I glared at him.

Jerk. He made my first kiss into a horrific memory.

He walked to the door and called someone, "bring a box of tissue paper, a first aid kit and some food for her"

One man came with a tray which contained all of the things he ordered.

"Wipe your lip. It's bleeding" he said handing over a tissue paper.

"You are the one who made this, jerk" I said glaring at him.

"You are the one responsible for this. I don't usually hurt women" his voice softened.

He gave me the first aid box.

"Treat your lips and hand" he ordered.

I didn't even notice my right hand had a large cut from that glass piece.

Did he think I care?

What about the wound in my heart?

"Don't make me repeat. Listen to me. Otherwise it won't be any good for you" his voice turned cold again.

I sighed and started treating my wounds.

"Now eat" he said after I finished treating my wounds.

I was hungry as I haven't eaten anything today. But I really don't feel like eating.

But seeing his constant glare I tried to tear the bread with my right hand but I winched in pain because of the cut. So I gave up the idea of eating.

He heaved a sigh and started feeding me!

Had he had a bipolar disorder?

I turned aside but he grabbed my chin and forcefully shoved the food in my mouth.

I was trying to curse him but could not as my mouth was full.

"Now I don't have a doubt that you are a psycho" I said after gulping the food.

He said nothing just did his work.

After the feeding was done. He got up from the sofa only to pick me on his arms in bridal style and start walking towards the door.

I was shocked. What now?

Where is he taking me? Is he trying to.....

Oh no Allah! Please take me to you before this happens.

"Where are you taking me?Put me down" I screamed and started kicking in the air.

I hit his chest too. But he was walking like nothing happened and brought me to another room.

This room is more lively than the previous one. But there are no windows like the previous one.

He put me down on the bed.

I crossed my hands over my chest and

said, "If you are trying to touch me now I'll kill you this time I swear"

He smirked.

"Don't do anything funny if you don't want to see me again tonight" saying this he left the room.

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