ASYA FF - Battle of Memories *Complete* Notes on Pg 90 - Page 17

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Part 12

Episode 13

Back home

Asad, "Here!", handing over a cup of coffee, which she didn't accept. He placed it in the coffee table and sat down facing her.

Zoya, "This is ridiculous!" looking at a pile of papers that Asad had handed over to her.

Asad, "But this is the hard truth which you have to accept!"

Zoya, "But this can't be..." still in a confused state.

He leaned forward, "Do you remember anything from the last two days?"

She answered slowly, "No."

Asad, "Do you remember the accident?"

She closed her eyes remembering very well the flashes of her accident and nodded.

Asad, "Is your friend married?"

She leaned backwards on her chair and opened her eyes, "No."

Asad, "Has your friend left you and gone abroad?"

Zoya, "Yes.", closing her eyes again.

Asad, "Well...is this you in the picture?"

She opened her eyes and looked at him and to add up to her confusion; he handed over a picture to her.

Zoya glared at it not believing herself...

She had married this guy who had caused her accident? That didn't make sense. She looked at her face in the picture. She was beautiful and glowing and most astonishingly; smiling. It was like looking at a different person all together. It didn't feel like her. How? How come she didn't remember any of it? What had happened in those two days? How did she agree to marry a total stranger? How did Humeira leave her and go? She tried remembering her brother's phone number, but she couldn't. Her phone was missing. She couldn't remember any of her friend's numbers. She took turns to look at the photograph, passport details and the marriage certificate. Was life trying some joke on her? Just 2 days. It seemed like she had slept through it, but how did all this happen? She looked up to look at the man...well, supposedly her husband who was sitting there peacefully sipping his coffee, as if he wasn't involved at all. She had to get out of India as soon as possible. She tried controlling her anger when she took the application documents again and read that she was an Indian citizen now. This meant that she had to go through the whole visa again.

She looked up again at Asad who was enjoying his coffee. Furiously, she got up, stared at him; that he placed his coffee in the table. She gritted her teeth at him being this cool while she was in a complete mess.

Asad got up, "Cool down, Zoya."

Zoya, stressing each word, "Don't. Call. Me. That!"

Asad heaved a sigh of disappointment. What was he going to do? He had never wanted to get married. But Zoya. She was different. She had changed his life in a matter of two days but now she was gone. Will he ever get her back?

(To be continued...)

Part 14

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