For two long years, Aariz had been on an unrelenting search for Alina. After his painful split from Layla, his focus shifted entirely to finding the woman he had truly loved, the one who had always been there for him. Alina's disappearance had been a blow that shook him to his core, leaving him feeling hollow and lost without her presence.
Despite all his attempts, Aariz had no idea where Alina was or what had become of her. He spent countless nights thinking of the last time he had seen her, how she had avoided his gaze during their last few meetings. There was something different about her then, something she was hiding, but Aariz never could have imagined that she had been pregnant with his children.
Alina, on the other hand, had moved to a new country and had built a life of her own. She had given birth to two beautiful children—Mahab, who she lovingly called Mahi, and Tabish, known as Tashu. Both of them were a reflection of the love she had once shared with Aariz, and every time she looked at their innocent faces, her heart would ache with memories of the past. But she had promised herself that she would raise them as a strong, independent mother.
Her life was peaceful yet demanding. She had secured a well-established position in her career and was living in luxury with her children. The twins, full of life and energy, kept her busy and joyful. Mahi, with her sweet smiles and curious nature, was always at her side, while Tashu, her brave little boy, loved exploring and showing off his adventurous spirit. They were her pride and joy, and despite the challenges of being a single parent, Alina found fulfillment in every moment with them.
Aariz, however, was drowning in his search. He hired investigators, followed every lead, but every clue came up empty. His desperation only grew as months turned into years. Alina's family had refused to tell him anything, determined to protect her from the pain he had caused. He regretted his actions more deeply with each passing day, especially his betrayal with Layla, which had led him down a path he could never have imagined.
He felt broken. Every night, Aariz would lie awake, thinking about how he had let Alina slip away. His remorse consumed him, but there was no one to hear his apologies. He had lost her, and now, he was paying the price.
Meanwhile, Alina watched her children grow with a bittersweet mix of happiness and sadness. She often wondered if Aariz thought about her, or if he knew that they had children together. But she had chosen this path for herself. Aariz didn't know, and he wouldn't know, as long as she could help it.
Yet, something lingered in the air—an unfinished chapter, a piece of their story that wasn't quite closed. Aariz's search had no end, and Alina, despite her strength, could not entirely forget the love they had once shared.