Bringing back what is Mine.

17. Turns and twists...

....Samaira...

"Get the fresh stock on the display now" I ordered my staff.

Who am I?
"Well, I am the owner of the world's largest fashion line, 'Jeena' and a super model , Samaira Waters. I am 26, I live in London but you will find my showrooms in every corner of the world. I am blessed with a beautiful twin and understanding parents and not to forget Jeena, No not my fashion line but my almost 3 year old daughter. Yes I know I am too young to be a mother but can't help it, and the father of my daughter is none other than the only person I loved. Where is he? I seriously don't know. He left me 4 years ago. He probably doesn't know about Jeena, and even I didn't bother.

"Ma'am it's done." Maria my assistant told me.

"Good, I got to go pick Jeena from Day care so take care of the office." I said,  she nodded and  I left.

While driving I plugged in my Bluetooth and dialed my sister's number.
Ara Waters, well she runs a successful event management firm and is really happy with her boyfriend, and now fiance.

"High time You called up bit*h." she screamed.

"Yeah, Yeah."

"Anyway do you know what happened?"

"Eric finally got the guts to propose you and you said YES.." I replied completing her sentence I may be far away from my family but I do know each and every thing happening there.

"How do You know?" She asked. And as far as I know my sister she would be in utter confusion and calculating the probability of that person who told me.

"Araa, don't stress Eric told me." or more like I told him to get some balls and ask Araa out.

"That son of a ....."

"Chill anyway what's the plan, where is the wedding?" I asked almost knowing and dreading the answer.

"Paris." I so knew it but still I pressed the breaks of my car causing my car to halt harshly.

"Sam, I know it's hard for you to be there, but please this time be there. I want my sister to be my maid of honor. Please Sam." She continued.

"Look Araa, I seriously don't know." I replied.

"Anyway I got to go, meeting, Love you."

and hung the phone.

Taking slow breaths I tried to calm myself down. I was more than confused what to do. My brain said NO, while my heart said that this was important to Araa, and I should be there.

I didn't realize that while I was in my thoughts I reached Jeena's day care. Seeing my car my life bounced towards me, I bent on my knees and picked her up.

Jeena Waters.

Well she is full of life, quite frankly she is like the old Samaira Waters. she is excellent in academics and is a beautiful and most adorable 3 year old.

Well she has been gifted with her father's blue eyes and my honey brown hair. She did ask me once or twice about her father but I somehow dodged it. But I am scared that one day I will have to answer her and even on that day I won't be having an answer mostly because even I don't know.

I clipped Jeena to her seat behind and asked her to wait there while I made my way to the office of the owner of the daycare. Reaching there I asked her for a leave of two weeks.

Coming back to the car I saw Jeena talking on my phone.

"Jeena, how many times have I told you not to answer my call."

"Sowlie, mommy it was granny."

"It's okay sweetie, just don't do it next time" I said and she nodded. I connected my Bluetooth again and began driving.

"Yes mommy." I said and saw Jeena giggle behind.

"When are you reaching Paris." To the point. this is my Mom.

"I don't know Mom."

"Sam the wedding is in two weeks."

"I know."

"And I want you here."

"hmm, Mom I am driving, I'll call you back later." and with that I hung the phone.

And turned to my Daughter.

"Jeena"

"Yesh, mommy."

"Do you wanna go Paris?"

"Yesh" 

So it was decided I was going back to Paris, back to the memories, back to where I was.