"How do you know Haseeb?" Suddenly, the sharp striking dominant voice resonated in the dining room and everyone's eyes snapped towards, him, Shehryaar, who was standing by the door, a girl standing beside him.
There questioning eyes landed on the girl and his questioning eyes landed on Haseeb.
They all were appalled.
Her big grey eyes, slender nose, pink lips, snow white skin and her pitch black hair. They all looked too similar to Jahan ara, his late mother.
'How can you do this to me?' she thought.
"Who is this beautiful girl Shehryaar?" his grandmother asked.
"She is Sheharzaad, my fiance to be" he announced, answering to there questioning glares.
"Assalam alaikum" she greeted everyone and they replied.
"Come daughter sit" she said and after that they settled on their chairs, Sh
