After watching the love of my life marry another woman, I couldn't bear the pain. i've lost a major pan of myself. Omar, did you really mean to, or do you not remember me or maybe I may be the one who isn't remembering Well. What is it that we said or did to the another? Why do you resent me?
I went to my old dojo to de-stress, I needed to get my mind of all thats happening, but instead, I found myself flooded with memories of my past and present. They played out before my eyes like a cruel film, just before I was swept away by a strange force that took me ten years back—to a time before I had married Zamin, and even before I had started kickboxing.
Confused and terrified, I rushed into my bedroom. I was back at my old house, where everything had first begun. My father walked in, asking why I hadn't come down yet. Zamin and Owais had been waiting for me; it was lunchtime, and my mother had prepared butter chicken curry with plenty of side dishes.
