Bushra paced around her mother's room as she murmured under her breath. She bites her finger out of frustration and silently begging for the voices in her head to stop. Her thoughts became so scattered that normal functioning was impossible at the moment. She has seen it coming, she knew it was coming – what she never saw coming was the outcome. Mahir's uncles just came that day, in the morning and fixed the wedding date.

She was OK at first, but things tumbled when the date was ...