I strode back into the drawing room, fuming with suppressed rage. I just didn't know how to deal with her—! How the hell am I supposed to keep my cool with her when she purposefully does everything just to piss me off—!
As far as I have come to know Hoor, I can bet that she won't sit this one down. Best prepare myself to deal with the embarrassment of her father's rebuke when she refuses to go back with me tonight—-
While, sitting down besides her Dad; I answered his questions regarding the updated details of her kidnapping which had just come in. Without realising it, time to leave had come and returning to the lounge besides Uncle, I anticipated the worst of her, yet.
However, she was sitting with her Mom ready to leave. Only for the smallest part of a second did her gaze meet mine and even more coldly did she avert it. Inspite of her attempts to keep up the happy act, I knew she ha
Even after he had pulled me up to safety, I kept trembling in fear; my breaths coming out in rushed gasps, intermingled with coughing."—Oh God—! I am so sorry, Hoor—!" I was still trying to even out my breaths when his words caused me to stalk my gaze upto his face.His face was dripping wet, while his eyes were gawking me with a panicked look. He was still halfway under water, whereas only my feet were dangling in the water. It took him only a moment after falling into the pool, to pick me up in his arms again and bring me back to dry surface. Yet, the impact of it all had rendered me frightened."Hoor—? Hey...Tell me, you are okay." He gulped, taking hold of my face in his hands. Not once did his distressed gaze waver from mine. I felt my lips quivering at his inquistion and with a whimper, I roughly pulled away his grip on me.Even before, he could say anything I
"I don't get her."I exclaimed, through a long sigh. My eyes fixated to the glass door infront of me whilst reclining on the couch."Get who?" Salman's muffled voice resounded against my ear, as he remarked over the bite he took of his lunch.With another long sigh, I looked at him, only to turn away with another sigh and a shake of head.First, I thought she was a pampered Daddy's girl. That impression easily worsened when I witnessed her quick temper and height of obstinacy. However—that's not where it stopped. Now, I have seen a new side to Hoor; she cries——a lot and very easily, too."Man. Women are hands down, the most complicated puzzle, ever created. I mean—a person can clear CSS but not figure out what goes in the making of a woman—" I remarked exasperated with a shake of head, before hunching over my lunch on the table.I had finally decided to stop by at Salman's office, t
Still in a daze, I let him drag me alongside for a while. Until my senses finally kicked in and with a jerk, I pulled away my hand from his grip. Still shooting him death glares, I found him turning around to watch me in confusion. "What?" He questioned with a frown and I barely caught myself from the urge to push him."Ex-fiance?"I remarked with a sneer and earned an eye-roll from Hadeed in response. "So?" His blank and irritated reply felt to me like a scalding burn against my face and I could only gape at him through gritted teeth. "Let's go. We can talk later." He remarked with clear exasperation and turned his back on me. I watched him take a few steps away from me and when he finally realized that I wasn't following him, he looked back. "Hoor." He reprimanded strictly through a face seething with annoyance and that's why I turned on my heel away from him. "Hoor—! Can you for once—!" I heard his demanding voi
After returning home I went straight to bed. Because of Hoor's antics, I was always stressed out and unable to concentrate on work or get any decent sleep. I was still mad at her about that last incident. The thing that infuriates me most is that she is adamant to find for her herself an enemy in me. It's understandable considering the things she went through to end up in this marriage with me. And the things I did to get away from this marriage had also played a part to lead her into being suspicious of me. But that was then. How many more times do I have to tell her that it was in the past. Now, I want us both to work through this situation like adults. But no--Hoor is Hoor. She can't accept the mere possibility of being in the wrong or trusting me, God forbid. To top it all off, Amber had chosen thebesttiming to show up and further air Hoor's misunderstandings regarding me. Everything was going just perfect! I
"Falling in love....It happens all of a sudden. Just like a car crash."
I sat unflinching in my place, staring at my reflection in the mirror. Only for today, everyone; meaning Mum and Annie, had gone out of their way to pick my dress. They took special care that my overall look was perfect. Not to forget the 4 inches heels. Today, everything is supposed to be perfect. Nothing should be out of place. Dad had helped out Mom in the kitchen to prepare the dishes. Our maid Auntie had made sure that every nook and corner was clean, the driver Uncle had cleaned out the veranda and Annie was going to make sure that everything was served in perfect order and time. Obviously, my role was decided too. I had to dress up pretty, talk pretty, look pretty, laugh pretty, smile pretty etc etc and obviously serve without spilli
"Madam."I stood there in my place, unflinching; with the phone still pressed against my ear. He was smiling. The s
10 MONTHS AGO"OH SHIT!" I shouted out loud, after taking a look at