Chapter 83

A few days later Bodies. Dead bodies. Blood. Guns. Torn limbs. And burnt skins. Amidst all this chaos stood Burhan, with a gun in his hand, and few of his men who stood behind him, analyzing the mansion. There has been an attack. Not at any random place. But at his juglar vein. His house. It was Moosa's doing. His phone rung and he swiped to answer. "Where is Nur?" He asked as soon as the call was answered. His voice calm. No signs of worry evident in his voice. "Love Garden." The person responded and the call was hung up. *** Tears in her eyes, Roshanay sat underneath the tree. The same tree where Hayder and she used to meet. Their favourite spot. Her heart swelled with pain and nostalgia upon seeing the same oak tree. The garden had changed. Almost entirely. But only one thing didn't change. The oak tree. Standing in the middle of the garden. She remembered, she had made promise to this tree that one day she will marry her Hayder. She wrote the initials of their names on the bark of