LOGINAmaan’s name made Lexie frown. She turned to Asher. "That reminds me: I took a big risk to help you see her. What did you do—just bitch about me?"
She jabbed her finger into his chest. "You ungrateful ass—you were whining about me the whole damn time, weren’t you?"
“I didn’t know what else to say to her. You don’t mind me talking you up, right? After all, you’ll be pocketing a bonus this month for all that hard work,” he said with a mischievous wink.
"Really?" She blinked, then squealed when he nodded.
“Now,” he pushed her away before sipping the tea and looking at Asmaira from afar, “go before I change my mind."
Asmaira didn’t stop surprising Lexie
Amaan’s name made Lexie frown. She turned to Asher. "That reminds me: I took a big risk to help you see her. What did you do—just bitch about me?"She jabbed her finger into his chest. "You ungrateful ass—you were whining about me the whole damn time, weren’t you?"“I didn’t know what else to say to her. You don’t mind me talking you up, right? After all, you’ll be pocketing a bonus this month for all that hard work,” he said with a mischievous wink."Really?" She blinked, then squealed when he nodded.“Now,” he pushed her away before sipping the tea and looking at Asmaira from afar, “go before I change my mind."Asmaira didn’t stop surprising Lexie
A petite woman lingered on the weathered terrace, her hair dancing in the gentle night breeze. After her trip to the mall, Asmaira tried to slip into her nightly routine, but sleep abandoned her. Restless, she tossed aside her duvet and drifted out to the terrace, thoughts swirling as Asher’s words echoed in her mind. Not all fingers are the same, not all men are the same. Nature has created everyone to be unique and different. So how can anyone categorize all men as the same based on one man’s behavior? She pulled the shawl tighter around her. How could she trust any man now? Kabir, Hassan, and Amaan had shaped her fate, each leaving scars. Amaan’s father was the harshest, ensuring her punishment came swiftly. Asmaira let out a weary sigh. The first time she saw Asher, he had this bright aura around him. The liveliness that surrounded him was shaking her resolve. When she was given a second chance, she promised to buil
While Amaan wrestled with restlessness, Asmaira watched the movie, completely unaware of Asher’s focus on her.Throughout the movie, Asher’s eyes remained on the screen, but his attention was fixed on Asmaira’s every subtle movement.How many times she laughed - 0How many times she smiled - 0How many times she cried - 0How many times was she in awe - 0Meanwhile, Lexie and Ayaan’s laughter, sniffles, and expressions of awe were crowding the other side of him. Asher wondered if Asmaira had ever laughed in her life, or if she had been born stoic.The thought triggered a memory of a grumpy child at the mall, making him chuckle. Noticing, Asmaira glanced at him uncertainly. He quickly hid his amusement, straightened up, and shook his head. How could Asmaira possibly be related to Amaan’s daughter?As the credits rolled and the mood shifted, Lexie pinched Asher on the waist seeing him grab his car keys from his pocket.He hissed, ready to retort, but when Lexie gestured toward Asmaira c
“Stop!" Lexie screamed.The cab came to an abrupt stop, startled gasps echoing. The driver turned, his voice shaking. “What’s wrong?”Asmaira held Ayaan in her arms just in time to protect him from falling when the cab skidded to a halt.“I want an ice cream,” Lexie announced. Asmaira stared at her, incredulous. "What?!" she huffed.Lexie quickly plastered on a fake smile and nudged Ayaan. "Asmi, I want to have an ice cream from Robins, and I’m sure Ayaan too would love to have."Drooling at the thought of ice cream, Ayaan too chimed in, “Yes, Robin’s ice cream."“You are impossible, Lexie!” she glared, adjusting Ay
Asmaira finished her overtime at the restaurant on Sunday afternoon, where only the kitchen staff was needed due to fewer customers. Since Asher was not scheduled to be there, the day went peacefully without his and Lexie's squabbling. She went back home, grabbed necessities for Aminah, and hailed a cab with Lexie and Ayaan in tow.Lexie and Ayaan were engaged in their usual non-stop conversation, while Asmaira remained a silent observer. She stared at them with their animated banter, realizing how both have made their place in her heart. She lifted her gaze and stared out of the window, thinking how a stranger—Uncle Khan—believed her innocence and made it possible for her to breathe freedom."Oh, there you are, come on in," Uncle Khan greeted, his voice
Amaan's playful demeanor vanished when he looked down at his buzzing phone."Rodriguez?" Amaan was instantly serious."Sir, there is an update." Rodriguez's words made Amaan feel a brief surge of hope, expecting news of Asmaira. But it died as Rodriguez explained, "Mrs. Hashmi’s family was in a financial crisis. That’s why she sold the house. But there’s something odd."Amaan’s instincts sharpened. “What is it?” The situation felt wrong—why would Asmaira’s family suddenly face a financial crisis? Why sell their home so quickly?"She so







