"There's things I wanna say to you
But I'll just let you live
Like if you hold me without hurting me
You'll be the first who ever did"

✿⁠

The alarm blared across the dimly lighted room, but it should know better that the owner had already woken up and was half way through their routine.
A female petite figure roamed around the room with walls painted in light cream color and furniture arranged as if it were a piece of art with no dust to be seen. The house help made sure to clean every peck of dirt a human eye could see before the owner of the room woke up.

Having been already finished with her morning routine, she exited the bathroom wearing a bath towel around herself, and moved towards the closet in search of an outfit suitable for the day.
Pair of brown eyes darted across a section which contained the suit shirts and other formal tops, arranged according to there color, until they settled on black dress shirt and paired it with some mid length black blazer and flare bottoms.

It was a sight to see the contrast between the all black outfit on the cream length of the girl's skin. Wearing some black silhouettes and gold jewellery, finishing the look, she made her way through another door which opened to a cabin and took hold of some important files before making her way downstairs.

She descended the stairs of the marvellous mansion, and entered the living room, finding a man in his late 50's sitting on the head of the dinning table, engaged in a conversation with a lady of his same age, may be a few years younger. While there sat another person, a teen boy having his breakfast while watching something on his phone.

The boy turned around, feeling a sting on his head from behind to find who had hit the poor boy, " No phones on the dinning table, Yug." the girl said while taking her seat beside him, while hearing the boy mumble something under his breath about her finding excuses to hit him.

"Morning amma, morning appa.", the house help served her breakfast, which she heard her parents wish her morning simultaneously.
"So, excited about the upcoming project, Ms. Rao?", she heard her father ask while she moved her eyes towards his only to see a proud father staring at his succesful daughter and smiled.
"Not sure about excited but definitely confident. Afterall it's all I've ever dreamt about, my dream project. And I'll make sure it's the best.", she said and noticed her mother tearing up, fresh tears pooling in her eyes but not given the permission to flow out and ruin the moment. "My baby's all grown up to be a confident and powerful woman. And we can't be more proud. Right Adi?", while her father nodded at her mother's words.
"Amma you literally says that same thing everytime akka does a new project. I bet she's also bored with those same words, try something new.", Yug was the chitter box of the Rao family, always teasing and making fun around everybody and a total opposite of his sister.
But if someone had the audacity to say ill about his family, the loud extroverted fun person turns into a serious protective person.
That's just how every person in the Rao family usually was, soft on the outside but say something about their family and see the consequences.

Chuckling softly at her brothers comment and how her mother fake glared him, threatening to ban him to go out with his friend to the trip he was planning for ages, if said another word and him believing her as always stayed shut for the rest of the breakfast.

After finishing her breakfast, she bid her farewell to her family, with cheek kisses to her parents and as usual slight hit on her brother's head.

Siblings right.

Reaching outside the main gate, she made her way to her car, parked at the usual spot with the driver in there and her P.A already on work with her iPad. "Good morning Ms. Rao.", Sanvi, her P.A greeted her boss and got a nod in return. Opening the door of the back seat for her, Sanvi settled on the passenger's seat and the driver took his cue to drive away.

"What's on my schedule today?", she asked once they exited the mansion gates, making her P.A turn around form the front. "You have two meetings to look forward to. One with Mr. Mittal at 10:00 am and other one with Ms. Shankhla at 12:30 pm. And also a brief look over the final products we have to present at the show upcoming.", briefly jotting the information in her head, she nodded when something clicked in her mind.
"What about the meeting I asked to arrange with the models.", "The manager of the show informed me to come around during the rehearsal time, which is from 12 to 6. When would you like me to arrange it?", thinking deeply about what time would it be suitable for her, when she'll be actually free to make time for something which was related to her only goal, her dream project.

The upcoming Designer Dreamscape fashion show was her dream project.
She had been looking forward for it, ever since she started her career as a designer. Her years of hardwork will be presented in the show with international and influential investors, designers and celebs. A deal with any investor would only bring profit for her company and fulfill her dream of presenting her work to the bestest of the designers of the world.

"Arrange it anytime between 2 to 4 and inform me an hour before.", no words were exchanged after that, the car consumed by silence.

The tires screeching was heard as it came to stop in front of the huge 50 story building, standing proudly, Afterglow.

✿⁠

Hey guys!
So, this is the first part of "Stay With Me" and I hope you enjoyed reading.

The idea of this book came just out of a random thought and I opt to pen it down, so I'm really not sure how it'll turn out to be. But you guys support and love would be really appreciated. Drop your thoughts in the comments and like if you enjoyed it.

(P.S- There is a reference of Taylor Swift in it, so Swifties Assemble! Find out and comment it below 👇🏻)

Enjoy reading!
Bye 👋🏻
KM

Stay With MeWhere stories live. Discover now