Yara " Relax!" " I am here." Before, his voice used to calm me but for some reason, that day it wasn't doing the magic. Fear dominated every fibre in my body as I sat next to him. Even as he promised that everything would be okay, I couldn't help the ominous feeling that settled on my gut.
Yara. " What if you were my long-lost daughter, Yara?" She asked, stars dancing in her eyes and I froze, my smile turning stiff. The hypothesis was wrong and ridiculous, you know? It couldn't be me... I mean, it was easy to assume, right? I grew up in an orphanage, had no parents, didn't kn
Yara. " You look like my long-lost daughter. " Her tone was filled with bitterness as she revealed, and for some reason, seeing the raw pain in her eyes tugged at strings in my heart, and I subconsciously clenched my fists. " If she were still alive, she would be your age. She would be as beau
Yara. " Can you do a favour?" She asked, pleading with her eyes, and although I was still sceptical, I found myself nodding, curiosity taking the better of me. I would never have thought that Jasmine would ever ask for a favour from me. " So, there is an event taking place in the next few days,
Yara. " You have a guest. " She informed, a toothy grin playing on her lips and a frown settled on my lips. This time, it wasn't the practised smile, it was a genuine smile out of place and surprising because ever since I met the director's secretary, she had always been professional, hardly smil
Yara " Congratulations, Yara. I am happy for you." As we stepped out of the hall, Angel whispered, pulling me into her arms. " Now YC is in the international market. Cheers to more wins, " She added, happily patting my back. " Thanks." I nodded, returning her hug..I was still in a daze. I co