Beneath Loves's Veil

7. Confessions

Khalid's eyes remained fixed on me as the crowd erupted into wild cheers for him. A small smirk danced on his lips, and his eyes twinkled mischievously, adding an extra layer of intrigue to his already magnetic presence.

As the night sky enveloped Galle Face Beach, the atmosphere crackled with anticipation. The crowd, bathed in the glow of neon lights, surged with energy, their excitement palpable as they awaited the thrilling showdown between Khalid and Majid.

The announcer's voice boomed over the roar of the crowd, his words dripping with excitement. "Ladies and gentlemen, are you ready for the ultimate battle of speed and skill? Our contestants tonight, Khalid and Majid, are about to embark on a heart-stopping race under the moonlit sky!"

Engines revved, drowning out the announcer's voice as the two sleek cars, Khalid's powerful machine and Majid's Maserati MC20, lined up at the starting line. The tension in the air was electric, anticipation building with each passing moment.

With a deafening roar, the race began, the cars hurtling down the stretch of road with lightning speed. Tires screeched against the pavement as they navigated tight turns and straightaways, inches separating them as they jockeyed for position.

The announcer's voice provided a thrilling narrative, describing the heart-stopping maneuvers and near-misses as the drivers pushed their machines to the limit. Meanwhile, the crowd erupted into cheers and gasps, their excitement reaching a fever pitch with each passing moment.

As the race neared its climax, Khalid and Majid engaged in a fierce battle for supremacy. They traded positions, each refusing to yield an inch as they raced towards the finish line. The tension was palpable, the outcome hanging in the balance as they entered the final stretch.

Then, in a breathtaking display of skill and determination, Khalid surged ahead, his car rocketing past the finish line in a blur of speed. The crowd erupted into deafening cheers, their jubilation echoing off the surrounding buildings as Khalid's victory was announced.

Amidst the chaos, Khalid emerged from his car, his face illuminated by the glow of victory. The crowd surged forward, chanting his name as they celebrated his triumph. And as Khalid raised his hands in triumph, his eyes met mine, a victorious smile playing on his lips, sealing his epic win under the starry night sky.

Amidst the jubilant chaos, I found myself engulfed by a small crowd rushing towards Khalid, undoubtedly eager to congratulate him on his spectacular victory. In the midst of the commotion, I momentarily lost sight of him.

Feeling a tap on my shoulder, I turned, only to be pleasantly surprised to see Hafsa and Marha, their faces aglow with excitement.

"Hey!" I exclaimed, raising my voice to be heard over the din.

"Heyyy!" they replied, matching my enthusiasm. "That was an amazing race, wasn't it?" Hafsa exclaimed, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "And look at what Marha did!"

I stepped back to get a better look at Marha and realized she was soaked at the front, clutching a crushed paper cup that had held some sort of drink just moments ago.

Apparently, in her anticipation, she had squeezed her drink too tightly, causing it to explode all over her in a fizzy cascade.

We couldn't help but laugh at Marha's soda mishap, her sheepish grin only adding to the amusement. However, as we continued chatting about the exhilarating race, a sudden realization jolted me back to reality. We needed to head home before our mother discovered we weren't in bed. If she caught wind of our late-night escapade, it wouldn't matter what excuses my dad or brother conjured up – chaos would ensue.

Quickly, I sent a text to Waseem, informing him that we had to leave. Within moments, his reply came, directing me to head to the car. Frantically searching for Arwa, I couldn't find her anywhere. With a frustrated tut, I sent her a text instructing her to meet us at the car, then bid farewell to Marha and Hafsa.