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SHIFA SALEEM

The door flings open as I greet my next client who have been booked for my therapy session. A complete silent when my eyes met his. It was Shahid, unaware of what I'm seeing or hallucinating, I questioned myself whether what I'm seeing was right or wrong.

"Assalamualaikum" He greets before taking a seat Infront of me. I greet back "Walaikumussalam..". From hearing his deep voice, I knew I wasn't daydreaming and I snap from my thoughts.

"Pretty shocked, isn't it?" He states leaning against his chair as I try to catch my breath. I'm not sure why this man seemed so freaking cool just now. "Long time no see" I reply.

"Long time no see? well I see you-" He murmurs something under his breath, and eventually we begin our therapy session.

"Haha I didn't know it was you." I state as he says, he recently realized it was me. I was  embarrassed that I texted him, of all people, about how to attend the online session. Thinking about that, makes me super embarrassed right now.

Also the fact that I did not conduct a thorough background check on this client, This so-called high ranking client. Ugh, it makes me feel stupid. I was simply careless just like other says.

I did go through his document the first time he signed in for my session, since the pic wasn't in the document, I completely ignored thinking it might be just some random Shahid.


SHAHID SAIF

"Long time no see" She says, making me laugh from inside. "Long time no see? well I see you everyday" I mutter in a low voice so she doesn't hear. "What?" She inquires unaware of what I've just said.  "Nothing, so about the disorder...." And we further talk about my disorder.

I bid her farewell, as she wish me back. She was not the Shifa I knew from before. She has completely changed. I assumed she still hated me for being an attention seeker.

According to the rumors, she disliked me because I sought attention. Only if she knew that,  I didn't want other people's attention, but only hers.

A bodyguard approached me the moment I step out of her office. Handing me a flower bouquet that I gave him to keep safe until I finish my therapy session.

I hand over the flower bouquet to the main receptionist, who appeared to be a different person that I met before.

I'm glad that I could meet her face-to-face without any concerns. Just you wait Princess, I'm coming after you, oops- but first I need to know her parents so I can meet with them. And even before all these, I gotta know if she's single or if any guy's got an eye on my Princess.


SHIFA SALEEM

"Bye" I greet my colleagues as I make my way to the ground floor, the receptionist approaches me with a bouquet of flowers.

This time, it was a pretty cool simple flower. I liked the smell and I looked for any notes, but found none. I searched inside the bouquet, *sigh* realizing there was no notes left this time.

Did my stalker forget it? Whatever, It's none of my business. I walk towards where my car is parked and pull over at Nahima's office. I greet her and Tanisha joins immediately.

They both work in the same building and for the same company. I spill about how the arrogant client I had during online session were Shahid and also informed about my stalker's simple flower with no notes.

My phone vibrated receiving a text message from him at the right moment.

He: Didn't like my simple flower Princess?

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