  And as Baffah said, that was what had happened. She wondered why any of them hadn't objected to what he had said, was it because the truth had always been clearer than the lie? And the truth always triumphed no matter who opposed it. They told them that the result would be sent to the palace tomorrow, it was night, but still Fareeda was clinging onto Muhaseen as though her life depended on her. She hadn't eaten, all she did was cried and prayed.
  Nafisa walked into the room with a tray in her hand and she sat on the edge of the bed beside Fareeda. &quot;Your highness,&quot; she called her softly and Fareeda lifted her crying eyes and placed them her. She continued. &quot;I know I'm in no position to tell you this, but I've never seen you in this position since you came to this palace. This isn't like you, and I believe no one deserve to cry as much as you did from yesterday till tonig

  She saw hands, two strong arms that she would never forget in her life and even if she wanted to, she wouldn't be able to, stretched themselves toward her and were about to pick Muhaseen from her hands when she roughly swatted them off. She looked up at him with her eyes red with nothing but hatred, pain, anger and tears. &quot;How dare you touch my daughter?!!!&quot; She screamed so loud that she was sure if she was in her right senses, she would know that the walls around them echoed. 
  &quot;Fareeda...&quot; He began silently, looking at him alone was enough to remind her of her grief. Even though it would hurt like hell did, she knew if Muhaseen had died with her father being as lovely as he used to toward her not saying she wasn't his daughter, this wouldn't have hurt her the way it did. 
  &quot;Don't you dare call my name.&quot; She spoke through gritted teeth, her tears flowin

  She had never thought that pain could reach the intensity it had reached for her. The level at which she could feel as though hands moving in her heart and she had nothing to do but just sat there, hugging herself as she cried. And when it worsen, when she remembered all that he had said to her yesterday evening, she would cry to the point that her eyes denied her access to her tears. She would just have to fix her eyes on a wall and felt nothing, just an aching in he heart that she knew could stay forever with her. 
  She knew that this day will come, just that she had never imagined it would come the way it did. When she had already thought that her life would be better and never would she be shattered again. She could still hear the painful echoing sound of Mujaheed's words in her ears and each time, she wanted to block their access to her heart but she kept failing. Everything kept

And as Baffah said, that was what had happened. She wondered why any of them hadn't objected to what he had said, was it because the truth had always been clearer than the lie? And the truth always triumphed no matter who opposed it. They told them that the result would be sent to the palace tomorrow, it was night, but still Fareeda was clinging onto Muhaseen as though her life depended on her. She hadn't eaten, all she did was cried and prayed.
  Nafisa walked into the room with a tray in her hand and she sat on the edge of the bed beside Fareeda. &quot;Your highness,&quot; she called her softly and Fareeda lifted her crying eyes and placed them her. She continued. &quot;I know I'm in no position to tell you this, but I've never seen you in this position since you came to this palace. This isn't like you, and I believe no one deserve to cry as much as you did from yesterday till tonight. You're a very good person, you're kind, you're lovely and beautiful. And what I mean by beautiful

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