It was almost two in the morning,there was no noise instead of the cars moving across the roads of Lahore,the sound of car tyres against the road was somewhat satisfying,winds blew across the city,the moonlight from the full moon filled every nook and cranny of the city,the rocky astronomical body in the peaceful atmosphere was a sight for sore eyes.
The windows of the room were open letting in the cold winds,moonlight filled the room with grey walls,the french door of the balcony was wide open,staging a figure clad in satin pyjamas,gazing at the alluring full moon.
It was as if the whole world disappeared,as if she was the only one alive,admiring the sight in front of her ,she seemed to be lost in her thoughts.
Loneliness.
It is something most people are scared of,hate it.They dont seem to notice how peaceful it is,to be alone,by yourself.Ilaya was one of them,scared to be left alone without anyone by her side,but that was a long time ago,not now.She had developed a liking towards it.She enjoyed being alone,without any disturbance,it always brought her peace.
The scene from that horrible day flashed across her mind she felt disgusted.She couldn't get that image out of her head,everything around her,as if,came back to life,she snapped back to reality.Loud chirping of crickets could be heard,her hair flew as the wind hit them,she felt a tear roll down her cheek,she quickly wiped it clearly not wanting to cry,wiping her eyes harshly with the back of her hand she got up,collecting her hair in a loose bun.
Entering the room a shiver ran down her spine due to the low temperature,going towards the bathroom,she washed her face with ice cold water,making her shudder,gulping down sleeping pills,she laid down on the soft mattress and pulled the covers on top,she laid in silence until her eyelids felt heavy and drifted into another dreamless slumber.
(alot of talk about the moon😩)
Ilaya woke up with a jerk as the creepy ringtone of her alarm blared in her ears,being a heavy sleeper she had to set terrifying ringtones of her alarms with 2 minute intervals,so she could get up on time.
Once she had slept in her parents' room due to construction reasons,and had woken everyone up with her alarm but she kept sleeping peacefully,without any care in the world,since then her mother had taunted everytime she woke up late saying "ghoray baich kar soti hai".
(pov:ur the same)
Getting up she turned all of her alarms off and went to the bathroom,showering and getting ready for the day.She left for work,being the CEO of a renowned fashion brand wasn't easy.
She had promised herself again and again to not cry over him,but you can't control your tears.Right?Like every other day she had promised herself to move on,to work on herself,her dream,to be happy and this was going really good by far.
She didn't even think of that man,or anyone else for the rest of her day,due to the load of work which was left unfinished,reason being her absence,or maybe she just didn't want to she had moved on in her life and that was it,a minor heartbreak wouldn't make her life end.Boys come and go,she knew that and had leant her lesson of not trusting anyone blindly.That was one hectic day,attending meetings,running around and working on new designs wasn't easy.Working,though it was tiring,made her happy,it was like a stress buster and a way to get her mind off things.The day ended and she made her way back home,not before treating herself with a lava cake,because who doesn't love chocolate.
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RomanceIM SO SORRY FOR THE CRINGE IN THE FIRST FEW CHAPTERS FINNA EDIT SOON Ilaya Qureshi A billionaire and a well known fashion designer,that too at the age of twenty-four.She had everything one could desire but eternal happiness wasn't one of them.Past e...