As she stepped out of the airport, the cool night air touched her face, reminding her of her past.
It was her homeland, where she had spent her whole life, her childhood, her youth, in this country she fell in love with Huzaifa, and here that love became her unrequited love. And then she had to leave her country to escape that pain. But there was not a day that she did not remember the time she spent here.
For a few moments she stood there, feeling the cool breeze on her face, a smile spread across her lips.
"No matter how long you stay in the country, the peace that is in your homeland, we can't find anywhere else," Moomal said to Anjum who was standing next to her.
"That's true."
Even at night, the city of lights shone like a day. She and everyone else got into Anjum's daddy's car that their driver had brought.
Zayn did not come to Pakistan with her, he had to do some work in Dubai, due to which he had to stay there for a few more days.
