Maya was awake early on Saturday morning. This was the day Kabir would be coming over to teach Mark how to ride his new bike. Mark had been excited about it and so was she, though she didn't know whether her excitement was seeing her son learn to ride or if it's because she will get to see Kabir again.She brewed coffee for herself and her mother then made pancakes and scrambled eggs for her son. Maya still lived with her mother, it was more convenient for both of them and they needed each other now more than ever before.Mark was also as excited as his mother, he was going to learn how to ride a bicycle today."Mum has uncle Kabir come yet., '' Mark said as he entered the kitchen and walked towards his mum, his face puffy from sleeping."Not yet honey." She bent over and gave him a light kiss on the cheeks before putting him on his highchair. "Eat your food okay, and be a good boy." She placed his meals in front of him and watched him eat. Her heart swelled with love for him.It was p
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Kabir went straight to the airport from Maya's home, the flight to Florida was smooth without hassles and he arrived in Florida before it was too dark to make out where he was. He logged into a hotel close to the airport as this was his first time here and he didn't know his way around town. He had not eaten the whole day so he went to the hotel restaurant for a quick dinner of mashed potatoes, gravy and steak, before retiring to his room. He didn't come with any luggage either, his plan was to get whatever he needed at the mall, especially some change of clothes.
As he walked down the school hall, amidst glances from jealous boyfriends and girls dying to have him glance their way. Kabir drew attention wherever he went. He was just 20 and about to finish his clinical year in school.Clara watched him as he walked towards her, he was almost 6ft tall and his silky blond hair caressed his chiseled face. She felt proud to call
Ethan was seriously in love with Maya and was not happy she kept putting him off. "She just wanted to be friends." He fumed inwardly."I make good grades, am tall, handsome, and dress well." He thought as he admired himself in the large mirror screwed into his room wall. He was becoming obsessed with her, he wanted her for himself.
Ethan left home two months after his mother's death. Living with his stepfather had been a nightmare filled with emotional and physical abuse. His stepfather had shown no remorse as he vented his anger on him.His father had died when he was just a little boy, he couldn't even remember his face. All he knew about him was the stories his mother told him, and the pi
Char was the only child of her parents, She lost them both before her eight birthday.Her mother died when she was three years old. She had more memory of her father who died when she was eight going to nine.
Watch your steps, keep your wits about you. Salman yelled at his son.Despite knowing his son was a licensed obstetrician and gynecologist he still talked to him like a child.