he ruined her

Author’s P. O. V.

Zoya glanced at her wrist which was filled with thick bangles of contrasting sizes and designs still meeting with symmetry with the sliver color; she painted her nails black.

She sighed, Life with Kabir Oberoi was Black all black.

She wore the simple black saree that was sent by Kabir earlier this morning; It had a thin border of sliver color; the saree was beautiful with small detailing at the ends; Zoya plated the pallu (end) at her shoulder in such a way that the strapless neckline of her black blouse was seen from the side; she defined but skinny shoulders giving a nice look.

She had not forgotten to apply a little bit of highlighter lotion on her arms and neck; her makeup was nude; with winged eyeliner; her crimped hair falling over her shoulder.

She glanced at the clock strike at 7:11, she still had some moment before the nightmare came. Brushing her hair once again; she looked at herself; she looked just fine.

7:13 pm; She pulled the heels out of the shoe