WITH YOU...FOREVER!

24. THE UNEXPECTED-REUNION!

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Aisha was too shocked to react. Her heartbeat almost stopping, as the person turned her around by her arms & stepped closer, making Aisha's heart beat race, yet she stood like a lifeless Doll, she even looked like a beautiful Doll, as she didn't dare to look up, her beautiful eyes hidden behind those long, curved lashes, not facing the owner of the voice. Her perfect fuller & soft lips with cute bow-shape parted in shock, extreme shock!

"Aisha!" spoke the voice again, more relaxed this time, leaning in towards Aisha, as he held her shoulders & engulfed her into a tight hug, pressing her soft body entirely against her soft, curvy & smaller one, as some footsteps approached them soon.

"A-Aisha..." Aisha heard a feminine voice, as she opened her teary bloodshot eyes & with all her might pushed the person engulfing her into a warm hug, tempting her to commit the same mistake of trusting them again, but she resisted.

She was dying for a warm hug like this, but she resisted, knowing it's all fake, a facade, a charade, to tempt her & then, to let everyone laugh over her crying face again, for everyone to shatter her again!

"Aisha?" asked the man as Aisha eyed everyone with rage taking the best over her as her palms fisted tightly, digging her nails into her palms, scratching them to ease her anger, as her chest rose & fell with speed.

Her russet orbs turned redder & glimmery under the flames of her anger, igniting upon the oil of her pain, upon the broken pieces of her beautiful, yet shattered heart.

The man again moved towards Aisha as she put her palm in front of him & all others, making the man stop in his tracks. His form stood too shocked, for the one who pushed him ever accepted his every touch, every word he spoke, & ever smile with love, care & concern for him. The same eyes which now hold rejection ever held acceptance for him, & for everyone who tried to approach her genuinely.

"Mr. Alexander Ron Smith! I'd suggest you to keep your hands to yourself!" spoke she gritting her teeth eying him with her bloodshot angry eyes.

"But Aisha..." spoke James moving ahead as Aisha glared at him & he stopped where he stood, heavily gulping down looking at the girl who ever smiled with softened glimmering eyes, talking sweetly to him & all others showing nothing but a rejection in her aura, screaming anger, her eyes reflecting nothing but flames, dangerous flames that he never knew even existed, which dared him to come closer, or he feared he'd be turned to ashes.

"Don't dirty your hands by placing them on a 'CHEAP DISGUSTING WHORE' like me! & moreover I too don't want to be dirtied & mocked by the fakeness here, so excuse me..." spoke she as she turned away & started walking, stamping her feet, trying to not leash out her anger. They don't even deserve her anger, hell they never deserve to even look at her.

Her nude pumps making clicking sound, as she walked in anger, when suddenly her wrist was held back, & to control her anger, she closed her eyes gritting her teeth, fisting her palms so tightly that a few crushing sounds of her finger bones were heard.

"Ai-Aisha I-I know what we d-did was w-wrong, b-but at least.." spoke Isha, gulping, but stopped as soon as Aisha turned to her, as Isha gulped hard stepping back, as Aisha firstly dangerously looked at her hand being held by Isha & later at her, making raw pain glimmer in her eyes for once, which did nothing but added to the flames in her eyes, as by now she was nothing but an inferno, her whole being nothing, but a walking fire!

"Miss. Bakshi I suggest you better take your bf from here & enjoy his attentions before some UNGRATEFUL SLUT like me steal him away from you." spoke Aisha don't even giving others any look, in a tone calmer, but her body shivering in anger spoke otherwise...