I knew that Aalifa’s condition wouldn't get better if things continued how they were going.

She needed critical care. She hurt her arm, who knew how she would hurt herself next?

I knew I should take her to a psychiatrist but how could it cure the disease of the heart? How could it cure her regret?

It won’t erase her pain.

“Are you seriously going to call him?” Hashir asked in disbelief as I sighed.

I considered bonding with her properly, like a normal couple would be the best option and for that, I had decided to take the most undesirable step.

“What else am I supposed to do, Hashir?...