Samaira******They say mirrors gives true image of a person, but it's a lie. They don't show you what's inside.She is staring back at me looking all elegant and beautiful yet dead inside. My reflection in the mirror is the perfect example of a dead soul dolled up in a beautiful bridal attire.I didn't know a day like this will ever come into my life. We consider every storm to be the worst until the real storm comes. I was never a good judge of people but was definitely naive that didn't notice the people on whom I used to rely will betray me. Everyone was wearing a mask but it had to fell eventually revealing their true selves. People whom I trusted betrayed me and the ones who were strangers stood by my side.All the events of past weeks started flooding into my mind. I wish I could just shut them in a box and threw them in the vast ocean so that no one could find it. But we can't run away from fate. What could I have possibly done to deserve a

Samaira******One week ended in a blink of eye. I will have to leave for London tomorrow. Naveen uncle, I mean Naveen dad didn't want me to go alone, but I convinced him that I will be fine.My own family tried to contact me several times but I neither received their calls nor I went to meet them. Three days ago, Ishaan bhai came to meet me but I locked myself in my room and didn't open till he went back.I didn't want to get weak and seeing them will not make me any strong. I will have to live with Namit in the same house alone. Will he behave nicely with me? But there will be no one so why will he behave nicely. I mean his concern is only for show off.But he did behave nicely when we were alone in the same room. He could have done anything on our first night but he didn't. Ah! My mind will explode will all these thoughts.I sat on the bed and started rubbing my temples because of the headache. I closed my eyes and rested my head on the h

Samaira******"Aren't you done yet?" asked Arjun."Just one more item." I said and picked the last item which was on my list.I took the items to the cashier and when I was about to pay Arjun gave his card to the cashier. I gave him a warning look but it didn't work."Don't give me that look Mrs.khanna, you are my friend and I can't let my friend pay."I sighed in defeat because I knew he won't take a no for an answer. But I will pay him back.I collected the items from the counter and we went out of the store towards Arjun's car."what's going on?" he asked as soon as we got into the car."What do you mean?""Your husband is working tirelessly since you came, I mean he loves to work but he is overworking and tiring himself and you are buying some weird stuffs. So the real question is what's up with you both actually?" he asked."My so called husband is ignoring me. I thought to talk to him but I don't eve

Samaira******I walked into Namit's room to call him for lunch but he was not there.I looked around and found the door of the balcony was open and I was sure I will find him there. How should I face him after that kiss we shared?How about I call him instead of going there myself, I will not have to face him that way. But Mark told me Namit's phone was switched off. I didn't have to face him if Christina was here. Why did she have to go?Take a deep breath Samaira and act as nothing happened, I told my self.Thank god I don't stay with him in the same room.What has happened to my brain? Last night I was thinking to talk to him to treat me as a wife and now I am feeling awkward after kissing him.Wives do kiss their husbands, right?As I was about to go into the balcony he came into the room. Our eyes met and none of us uttered a word. The situation was awkward. I moved my gaze away from him and I saw him rubbing the b

Dhruv******Alex Walter.Only his name is enough to make my blood boil. He is the one who destroyed my life. He ruined everything. He was the one who killed my parents, made me an orphan and took away my sister from me. We were one happy family back then, dad, mom, me and my little sister. I still have those memories.******FLASHBACK******"Dhruv, did you break the vase?" asked my mom."yes," I replied looking at the ground."Since you are the culprit you will get punished.""No, Duv didn't bake it." here comes my rescuer, my sister Dhriti."Dhriti, don't try to save your brother." and Dhriti pouted.Dhriti and I were twins but we were not identical because we were dizygotic twins(non-identical twins).Dad and mom loved us both the same but Dhriti loved me more. We were inseparable. Wherever I go she clings to me like a koala."Dhriti what are you doing?" asked my mom as she saw her