"Absence is to what wind is to fire; it extinguished the small, it inflames the great."

The beautiful valley of swat was shining with bright sun, a clear indication of spring arrival. The mountains and houses that were covered with snow are now back to their original version.

It's been one month since Manizeh arrival here. The whole palace was bustling with people who were busy in different tasks getting everything done because after one week the White palace was hosting a feast for the whole town in the celebration of Mansha Faiz Khan's wedding.

The workers are running around and decorating the house with lights when an angry Manizeh came there running behind Shazir.

"Ruk Shazir ke Bache... Today I will beat you with my chapal. How many times I have to tell you don't tease me?" she screamed getting the attention of all the servants but she was too busy running behind her baby cousin to notice anything.

"Bhabhi... I mean api... I didn't do anything. I don't know why are you chasing me,"

Shazir Khan was huffing clearly out of breath as his Manizeh api was running behind him for half an hour.

He stands behind the sofa moving here and there just trying to run from her wrath.

"This... This Bhabhi word... I told you to never call me that. I am your cousin so call me api," she yelled at him irritated.

She can't hold her anger but she was more frustrated than angry.

"But you are also my bhabhi. How can I not call you that? Lala will kill me," he defended himself but mumbled the last part.

Manizeh narrowed her eyes at him and throw her sandal toward him. But Shazir Khan was an expert in this game, as he was always the victim of Shaheen beghum chapal.

He quickly ducked behind the sofa and the flying chapal hit the person who was descending the stairs. Manizeh was shocked as her breath hitched and heart pounding in her chest.

She kept looking at an angry Mir Taimoor Khan who was glaring daggers at the chapal lying near his feet. He picked it up and looked toward Manizeh waving her sandal in the air.

She gulped looking at him and smile nervously but he kept standing there. She knows he was waiting for her to explain the attack but her mind was jumbled, the Adonis was standing in front of her in a black button-up shirt and black dress pants.

He was looking so handsome with his shirt rolled up to his elbow and hair tousled back. She quickly averted her gaze when she saw him smirking.

"Are you going to open that pretty little mouth or not?" he asked smirking.

She wanted to slap the smirk off his face but one glance at him and her heart was again beating fast.

"Wo...Wo...," she stutters and his smirk grew wide as he took slow but confident steps toward her.

She instinctively moved back but the sofa restraint her movement.

"Wo kya Manizeh?" he asked now standing in front of her.

"Wo Shazir... He was teasing me so I was going to hit him but you were there and he ducks and it hits you. I didn't do it intentionally I promise,"

she was blabbering when he placed a finger on her lips shutting her up effectively.

"I know you didn't hit me intentionally but you do throw a chapal that gracefully landed on me. So tell me Manizeh... Should I punish you? Huh?" he asked mischievously.

She got shocked at his words her eyes wide and mouth agape. He was enjoying her reaction and expression too much but it was also difficult for him to control himself in his cute wife's presence.

Manizeh swallowed hard and shook her head. He removed his finger and moved close but she has other plans.

"Badi Ammi is calling me... Coming,"

she yelled in the answer of the non-existent call and ran away while he chuckled at her antics.

He moves toward his study room and sat behind the desk lean back in his chair, thinking about how this whole month was bliss for him and his family.

How he got his Manizeh back, as now she was back to her bubbly self. She has been more friendly with everyone but she was skilled at ignoring him.

He smiled at her cute behaviour as he remembered how she and Shazir were always running around fighting and teasing. The happiness of the white palace was back and he was the most content.

He still remembers the day he took her there. The day which was the reason for his today's happiness but so was his sadness. He remembers her tears and her sobs as he lived the moment again when he closed his eyes.

FLASHBACK

He kept looking at Manizeh who was looking at the large gates with teary eyes and he can't control himself more, her pain was tearing his heart so he holds her shaking hands in his and try to soothe her pain.

Manizeh felt someone touch and turned toward him, her wobbly lips and the shaking body was tugging his heartstrings but he knew she needed this to be back completely.

This was their only hope and he was adamant to get his Fairy back.

He nodded his head towards the door and slipped out of his side to open her door. She moved outside but kept standing there for a few minutes as she didn't find the energy to go inside.

This was the place her bade papa and Taimoor brought her every week in her children.

In front of her, the place where she knew her most beloved individuals resides now. Taimoor holds her hand and moved inside, Manizeh tugged her hand trying to break free form his hold.

She shook her head at him and pleaded with his eyes but he was ignoring it. He needed to do this for her, call him selfish but he knew this was the only way that will break her walls that she builds around her heart.

He dragged her behind him and enter inside the place moving carefully to not hurt her. He moved toward the end of the land and stop there.

Manizeh took a shaky breath as she dropped to her knees. In front of her was the tombstone showing the names of two individuals close to her heart and the dam broke free.

A sob left her mouth when she looked toward the graves of Mir Burhan Khan and Khawar Khan, her two saviours and beloved.

She was breaking down, her heart was paining she was crying for all the lost years. She was crying for her fate and her loss.

Taimoor kept standing behind her, he knew she will hate him to see her weakest moment but he also knew that she has to cry and get rid of the pent up frustration and pain.

She has not only to lose someone beloved at a tender age but was snatched from her family. He closed his eyes as his tears were ready to flow but he has to be strong for his wife.

She kept sobbing for 15 minutes, forgetting about everything and everyone. She was lost in her agony when she felt Taimoor embrace her from behind.

He placed his chin at her head and caressed her hair, she fisted his shirt crying into his warmth and he closed his eyes feeling his fairy this close after so many years.

He kissed her head and cupped her face looking into her eyes.

"Manizeh... You are the one who bears most pain in all this matter but we didn't abandon you, baby. We have tried everything in our power to have you back... Baba and Dadi Janam pleaded Chachi but she never understands. It pains ... I know. But your avoidance was killing everyone baby,"

he spoke softly caressing her cheeks as Manizeh kept looking at him with her doe eyes.

"I know you are guarding your heart and protecting it but Manizeh you are hurting everyone including yourself. I am not saying that forget everything but please give everyone a chance. We were dying every day for 12 years to see one glimpse of you and now when we have you... You are living in your own house as a guest," he spoke again.

Manizeh opened her mouth to speak but he shook his head.

"Wait just listen to me... I know you are hurt and maybe you will never forgive me. But please don't do this to everyone else. They have been living to just have you back but with you ignoring their existence was not right. I have brought you here to relieve you of this pain residing in your heart but if you keep doing this I can't help you," he said brokenly.

This was the first time she saw him vulnerable.

"I know... I know that everyone was trying but I can't be my childhood self now. I have lost that Manizeh a long time ago... The girl in front of you was a mere shell nothing else,"

she said looking at him and saw the same pain she was feeling.

"You are wrong... I know that My Manizeh was still there, deep down inside this broken shell was my bubbly and happy fairy. The one who lights up my world with just her one smile and your broken state just confirmed it Manizeh. The girl in front of me was the most strong and brave one I have ever seen in my life. You are where you belong Manizeh... Just accept this truth. So stop fighting with your heart and accept it that you still care for us... Kyu ke humara Rishta aesa nhi hai Jo Kuch saalo ki Dori se kamzoor ho Jaye," he said smiling.

Manizeh was looking at him with hope and that one look clenched his heart.

"Just promise me Manizeh... That you will try again and give them a chance. Give yourself a chance to mend everything... Es Vasl ki bohat zarort hai humain. Do you promise me to give your heart a chance fairy?" he spoke politely.

Manizeh was shocked at how he was holding her and understanding her. She was fighting an inner battle.

The first day she steps inside the white palace with Dadi Janam her heart was hurt and broken.

She was feeling overwhelmed and Taimoor was saying true, she was guarding her heart and avoiding everyone.

She just wanted to live here for two months and after that, she will go back to Rawalpindi with divorce papers.

But she didn't know that the task of everyone will also hurt her, as she listens to his words her heart told her what to do.

She glanced at the two graves and caressed the dirt as of feeling her beloved ones. She again turned toward Taimoor still in his hold and nodded her head, as the tears kept escaping her eyes.

"I promise... I promise Mir," she whispered but it was enough for him as his heart burst With happiness.

She has called him Mir and that made him the happiest man alive. He pulled her toward his chest and hold her in his fans as she continues to sob.

He kept caressing her back holding her close to his heart, he promised his Agha Jaan and his chachu that he will do anything in his power to get her back.

She was just fighting her demons and he will help her. They stay there for one hour in the same position but soon go back home.

Manizeh kissed both tombstones and the whole ride was silent as they didn't know what to say. Manizeh was embarrassed and shy but Taimoor was thinking about what to do next.

The moment they reach home, Manizeh ran toward the living room where everyone was sitting and hugged her Dadi Janam.

She was crying and holding her with all her might, everyone was shocked with but one nod from Taimoor and they were happy to have a little piece of their Manizeh back.

She was taking slow steps but that was enough for them. She hugged everyone saying sorry repeatedly for her behaviour and when her Badi Ammi scolded her for saying sorry she kept quiet. Shazir being the Joker opened his mouth.

"Manizeh Bhabhi... I mean api... Please stop crying. Your liner is smudge and I am not a big fan of a horror movie,"

Everyone laughed at his words even Manizeh who wipes her face. Faiz Khan rebukes him for teasing his daughter and kissed Manizeh head.

Taimoor was standing in the entrance smiling at his family who was on the way to happiness. His heart was at content and peaceful. He prayed his LORD to keep his family smiling like this.

FLASHBACK ends

He opened his eyes as he heard Shazir screaming for food. From that day his family was happy and his fairy was the happiest in all this time.

Since that day, he had noticed another Manizeh. She will sit with everyone have fun and was comfortable with them.

He got up and goes toward the dining room, he still was overwhelmed with the idea of his family happy and together.

Manizeh lay down beside Dadi Janam who was sleeping peacefully, she was given a spacious room but she said that she didn't need it as she has to be with Dadi Janam.

She was lying there looking at the ceiling as sleep was far away from her eyes. She was thinking about everything, how she came here, how life changes since that day, and she felt herself trying as she gives chance to everyone including herself.

She knows that she cares for everyone maybe still love them but she was still hesitant. The pain she felt her whole life and her insecurities were getting the best of her.

She shook her head and picked her phone up from the nightstand, she opened her call log finger hovering above her mother number.

She has tried calling Fariha after her reconciliation with everyone here but the moment her mother pick up the call she was screaming and calling her names.

Manizeh was heartbroken and promised that she will not try contacting Fariha till her stay here.

She wants her mother support but Fariha likes always strangles all her hopes but she was determined to not let anyone drag her down this time not even her mother harsh words.

She sighed as she put the phone aside and covered Dadi Janam with a duvet and turned the side lamp off.

She lay down and soon drifted to sleep unaware of Taimoor's presence who was standing close to the door.

He noticed her hurt expressions and vow to make her smile every moment of her life.

"Vasl Ka din aur itna mukhtasaar

Din gine jaty thay es din ke liye"

He whispered the words looking at her who was sleeping without any care.

He closes the window slowly and goes toward his room and soon sleep with a smile adorning his features as he thinks about his life with his Fairy, his wife.

The next morning was again busy and hectic as today all the women of the house were going to select their clothes for the wedding.

Taimoor didn't want them to tired themselves more with the shopping spree so he called the best designer to come home with his latest collection.

The girls were so excited and Shazir was sulking because he has to go and do the shopping himself.

The designer has come and was surrounded by ladies who were gushing over the soft fabric, amazing designs, and unique color.

Shazir was hopping around like a monkey suggesting the weirdest color to everyone and receiving a slap in return.

Faiz khan has gone to the office after confirming all arrangements and Dadi Janam was sitting with the ladies enjoying the festive mood of her house.

Mir Taimoor Khan was coming downstairs as he was fixing his shirt collar. He has a coat draped on his arm but once he looked forward he stilled in his track, his heart was beating frantically.

The reason for his life and peace was standing in front of him placing a beautiful off-white embroidered duppata on her head and twirling to show everyone.

He kept looking at her, she was looking ethereal and the things he wanted to do, Don't think like that, he scolded himself.

He closed his eyes taking a deep breath trying to control his feelings for his beautiful wife, his fairy didn't even know about the effect she has on him.

He was still standing there when the voice of Dadi Janam broke his trance.

"Taimoor bacha... Come here,"

He nodded his head and moved toward them still keeping his eyes at his wife who was looking everywhere but at him, he smirked and kissed Dadi Janam's head before sitting beside her.

"Acha... Now you are here so select a dress for your sister. You know... You have to gift her the dress at mehndi," she said smiling.

He nodded his head and turn toward the pile of clothes. He looked at a beautiful pastel pink dress and moved toward to pick it when another hand holds it at the same time.

Both were shocked but relieved when no one notices them. Manizeh gulped at the sparkles she felt and quickly moved her hand.

He smiled at her nervousness and picked the dress.

"This one Dadi Janam... I knew it will look pretty on my doll," he said politely patting Mansha head who in return hugs him emotionally.

This was her norm nowadays, as she was emotional about her rukhsati and want moments to shed some tears.

"Thanks, Lala... you know Manizeh select the same dress for me. You both have the same choice,"

Manizeh was dumbstruck at Mansha comment and didn't turn around acting as if she was busy with the dresses.

Taimoor laughed at her and nodded his head.

"Ok, everyone... Now I have to go. Just send the bill to my office Mr. Wasim and I want best for my family," he said sternly.

He can be the loving son and brother for his family but for others, he was a ruthless man.

The designer nodded his head nervously and started showing some good designs. Manizeh was standing close to the living room entrance and Taimoor paused as he was passing by.

He leaned toward her who got still with his presence. He was so close to her that a shiver went down her spine, she can feel his warm breath on her ear.

"Off-white suits you... But pair it with the pistachio color frock there. It will look amazing on you," he spoke softly pointing toward the said dress.

His breath caressing her skin slightly and shaking her to the core. He moved to go but again turned around and speak.

"Oh... Also, you don't have to stress yourself because I have already ordered your dresses for the functions except for mehndi. But you can still have whatever dress you want... Now Allah Hafiz,"

He said with a soft tone and went out leaving her dumbfounded.

She shook her head and turned toward everyone. She picked the same dress he mentioned and a small smile graced her face.