"Stop following me around Madz!" I yelled at him as I scurried away from the crowd on the streets. "Yesha wait!" Madz kept on calling out to me. I ignored his calling as tears kept strolling on my face. Of course he wouldn't understand. No one really ever does. Why did I ever hope he would? "Ayesha Ansar, I love you and not even the scars of your past or the flaws you have could ever push me away. If anything, they all just make me want to marry you more. I love you for your true colors, whether it be white, dark, purple, blue, pink, gray, green, whichever. I don't care. I just want you and you alone!" Mohammad Daez, the Governor's son confessed to me as he stood in front of me. And I was left speechless.
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