Atifa's pov:
Tears streamed down my face as I continued to read her journal, forgetting about everything else around me for a while. I never knew ammi could have been in such a dilemma herself. Or in such pain herself. I never even thought that maybe she could be hurt or scared too. I always just thought about myself and Amira, didn't I?
Taking a deep shaky breath, I wiped my snot with my fingers before continuing, not being able to look at the long dried tear stains on her journal.
29th March, 2015
My dearest Daniyal,
Shak to mujhe uss din hi ho gaya tha jab hum uss aurat se mile the raaste me, jab hum walking karne gaye the pehli baar iss area me. Lekin mai bohot shiddat se ye chah rahi thi ke mai galat niklu, kyuke maine na hi unke bete ya beti ko dekha tha aur na hi unki bahu
