All Chapters of INNOCENCE || BOOK 2 : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

October is over. The wind was blowing even colder. The sun started shining in the sky only in the afternoon and what was worse was that he was getting married the very next day. While taking down the old curtains of her room, she was thinking about Christian. She remembered the date of his marriage as it was printed and announced the same day, but now she did not feel like crying anymore. Maybe she had already shed so many tears that now they seemed over — overly consumed. But the thing was that she had already suffered so much that now crying over such a small thing seemed foolish to her. However, the memory of him was still stinging in her chest. She was unable to get him out of her mind, her heart, and her body. He seemed deeply dissolved in her. “Hazel…” She turned to check the person who called her from behind. She trod to her door, putting the curtains on her bed before she reached the door and opened it. Rabiya was standing at the door. She was grinning, Hazel had no idea wh

“Did you talk to him? What did he say, Mr Daud?” The old man asked worriedly. From the corner of his eye, he saw his daughter listening to him keenly. Her face held restlessness and she was anxiously tapping on the wooden table’s surface with her pointed manicured red painted nails.The man on the other side sighed before he answered something very unexpected and saddening to them that he could feel his heart skip a beat. “He won’t be—but he promised us! You promised us, Mr Daud! How could he do this?!” Colour drained from his daughter’s face when she heard her father almost yelling at the man on the other side. He was upset. So damn upset! Her eyes squinted when her father stopped yelling just to do it again with a lot more anger than before. “What the hell! This is ridiculous! Look, Mr Daud, if your son couldn’t make it happen then I’ll destroy the damn reputation of—”His jaw clenched and before he could answer Mr Daud—Sanam, the call disconnected and he cursed a bunch of profan

“Christian!” Gabriella shrieked, anxiously marching into his house. There was silence in his living room. Darkness spread around, mixed with that silence. Her voice boomed between the walls but nothing bothered her. She was furious. “Christian!” She called him again, heading to his room, and hurriedly ascending the stairs. She held the railing as she started running upstairs, not caring about her feet as she was running on heels. She was anxious, angry and anticipated. She was dealing with a lot more than what people could see. There was turmoil inside her. “Listen to me!” She banged on the door which was opened. She went inside and at the same moment, Christian walked out of his bathroom, wearing a pair of sweatpants. Water droplets were hanging through his hair. Some of them were resting on his dark eyelashes. His amber eyes were narrowed. His jaw was set and he looked annoyed. Of course, he heard her yelling while he was taking a bath. She sounded crazy and he needed to throw h

“This is why, Gabby, this is the sole reason I’m still not able to move on. I’m still stuck. Your deception has caged me. I can barely trust anyone. Sometimes I even doubt my parents and my sister. I’m so sick of this! And this all because of you!” She could not say further. All she could do was shed tears, remembering the same night. Wish she could change the past. Maybe Christian was right, if Gabriella had let the time and the almighty decide everything — if she would had become a little kind, then he would have fallen for her. After all, falling for your friend, especially a best friend was never a hard thing. If she had waited, maybe today everything would have been happening according to her wish, but she spoiled everything. She became the destroyer of her own happiness. “When I brought her, I still meant to marry you because this is what my parents want. Though I started finding peace in her, I knew I’ll have to marry you,” because he knew someone so pure like her would nev

He was working in his office. His eyes were not ready to move away from the papers kept in front of him but his mind was somewhere else. The fresh light coming into the room was enough to show that it was afternoon while doing this and the cops had not yet responded. Just an answer was needed and their silence was telling that they could not catch Hazel’s location yet. He sighed, leaning backwards and closing his eyes. They burnt from the inside but he did not pay attention to it. Forgetting to blink in worry is not a big deal. The same happened to him. The door of his office opened and that grabbed his attention yet he did not make a quick move to look at the person who entered his office. “Dad?” He whispered, frowning a bit. He found his father coming to him and behind him, there was another man whom Christian totally ignored after he got a glimpse of his old skin. He looked away, displeased and right then, his father threw the day’s newspaper on his desk, causing him to sigh lou