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Chapter 17-Depression
I still couldn't believe that this was happening to me. First my family, then Sophia and now my precious daughter. What have I left now? It's all over for me. Is this was helplessness feels like? It's like when my family died, this time, I am feeling a despair far more greater than the one that i felt before. "Khadijah?" Shehzad murmured used softly in my ear and turned my face towards him. His eyes were full of sympathy and pity that it made my eyes well up with tears and I started crying again. This was all just so unbelievable. "Khadijah please stop crying. I can't bear to see you like this now. What happened was meant to be. You couldn't have changed it because that's what Allah willed. Our darling Huria is in paradise now. We should be happy." He mentioned. "It's easy for you to
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