FIVE YEARS

5 YEARS LATER (5 years to when zaad left sherry) The soft chirps of vibrant birds made gentle sigh leave her lips. Straightening her back against the wooden bench, Sheherzaad angled her neck to look around and embrace the solace, solitude provided her. Lush green fields waved joyously,I singing a windy lullaby of their own. Sheherzaad smiled; it felt freshening. It had been half a decade, yet any subtle joy would bring her back to dreadful memories, making her realize how precious liberty was. She, now, would try to intake actual joy of freedom in real sense. Because she once had paid a dreadful price for that. For thing, you had to pay for in past, suddenly becomes available to you free of cost, is bound to burst bubbles of happiness and gratitude. Who could understand that better than Sheherzaad... She still had scars, but now she had stopped fearing them. They were proof of her strength, of how much she endured, and of how far she had come. To put that vicious year of life behind, w