Zahra often wondered when loneliness had first learned her name.
She could not remember a time when her house had felt like a home. Born as the only daughter of a powerful business family, she was surrounded by wealth, servants, and grand halls that echoed with emptiness. Everything she could ever want was within reach, except affection. š£
Her mother had left when Zahra was still too young to understand abandonment.
One morning, her mother disappeared, leaving behind unanswered questions and a silence that settled deep into Zahra's bones. Whispers followed soon after. She had run away with another man. No explanations. No goodbyes. No return. šŖ
From that day onward, Zahra belonged to no one.
Her father buried himself in work, traveling endlessly, chasing deals and profits across cities and countries. Business meetings replaced bedtime stories. Phone calls replaced presence. He provided everything money could buy, believing it was enough.
It was not. š¢
Zahra was raised by servants who came and went, each offering care but never attachment. She learned early not to cry too loudly, not to expect warmth, and not to hope for permanence. Emotions became something she locked away, buried beneath politeness and composure.
Loneliness became familiar.
She grew into a woman admired for her grace and admired for her silence. People saw elegance; no one saw the child who had learned to survive without love.
Then she met Yugh. š«
He was different from the men she had known, gentle where others were demanding, sincere where others were calculated. His affection was innocent, almost clumsy, yet deeply genuine. He spoke to her as if she mattered, listened as if her words held value, and looked at her as if she was not something to be owned, but someone to be cherished.
For the first time, Zahra felt seen. š
Yugh's simple love filled the hollow spaces she had carried for years. His presence softened the edges of her solitude, offering her a sense of belonging she had never known. With him, she did not feel like an obligation or a trophy,she felt chosen.
And so, she married him. š
Zahra believed that love could erase the past, that marriage could mend the fractures left by abandonment. She told herself that the emptiness would never return, that she had finally found a place where she belonged.
She was wrong.
Loneliness does not disappear so easily.
It only learns new ways to hide. š