The story revolves around a middle class girl named "Ifza Zafar" a 23 year old living her simple yet best life away from all sorts of problematic things and people unaware of being born as the only heir of the richest and the cursed "Malik" family...
"Calm down babe. Something really urgent might have come up."
"What's so important for him than his own engagement preparations Huh? God! Why's he so irresponsible."
"It's just shopping thing right, you girls can handle them. He isn't that necessary in here."
"Do not speak in his favor. Think about Ifza, what do you think, how's she feeling right now."
Zara and Rayyan kept bickering over Zain's disappearance, while I silently stared at the piles of glittery, glamorous and traditional dresses to wear on my big day.
"They were supposed to select their engagement rings too."
"Relax. Stay with her, I'll check upon him."
Rayyan left making a phone call to my fiance, whose whereabouts are yet to be found. Both of them, Ruhaan and Zain are out of reach for hours now.
"Did you choose anyone of these mam?" salesman asked pointing towards the dresses laying infront of me.
"Let's see few more patterns before you select one, okay? I'll help you." Zara hopped onto the chair next to me with a cheering smile and I couldn't say no to her although I was really tired of shopping today.
"Princess Ifza, try these on. Let's see which will suits you the best. Go on." Zara pushed me towards the changing room handing me few dresses from the pile.
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I really wanted to enjoy every moment of my engagement ceremony but nothing is going as I thought it would be. I wish Ramsh could be here next to me or Zain or...Ruhaan. Why my mind always finds a way to miss him.
Zain's pov :
"Let me treat you, a dinner date."
It's been years I've spent such a relaxing and joyful day with her. She haven't changed a bit, still the same innocent, shy and pure. Her beaming smile still makes my heart flutters just like old days. I know I can't afford this but I wish I could pause this mesmerizing time with her forever.
"Don't do this. Don't smile like that, looking at me...please" she requested in a soft shuttering voice only when I realized how wide I was smiling. My smile was tearing my cheeks and touching the ears. It widen even more when she blushingly lowered her gaze and was trying hard not to smile. I do have some impact on her.
"Why? Don't you like it when I smile?" I said covering the distance between us.
"I...uh...you..." she was trembling in nervousness. I could hear the sound of her heart beating louder and faster. Because of me standing less than a hand distance made her restless and shy.
