Aayat's P.O.V.
The examination week flew by in a flash with the overload of work following Zinat's premature delivery. I was in the exam hall when she was admitted to the hospital, and I was on my way to meet her when I heard the news of the delivery. The newborn was a boy and looked more like Zubair. Zinat was still in hospital and not allowed to travel. However, she insisted on making me go to South Africa to fix my relationship with Abyad but there was nothing to sort out. He was my past, but I was not ready to let him in again. Thus, I agreed to go when she is back home with her baby. I started my holidays babysitting the baby and visiting Zinat at the hospital. She had two days left before obtaining her discharge papers. I was with her in the hospital trying to figure out a nice name
