Enamor

4. Enamor I

The Fourth chapter
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In the quiet of her heart, a whisper grows,
Enamored, a feeling she scarcely knows.
With every glance, his care softly shows,
A tender seed of love, secretly sown, silently it glows.
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      In a cozy corner of a softly lit café, Haider and Saadia were deep in an extraordinary talk. The café, a haven for Delhi's tired hearts, became the stage for a chat full of mystery and old tales.

Haider's expression turned grave as he inquired, "What's your knowledge about the amulet?" The intensity in his gaze stirred memories of their initial meeting, he was no longer the gentle, calm Haider.

Saadia's eyes darted around as she delved into her recollections. "Not a lot," she confessed. "My father always claimed it was a valuable artifact, capable of bestowing wealth and power upon its owner."
Haider edged closer, his interest evident. "Did your father say anything else?" he pressed.
"That's all there is," she responded, her voice laced with a touch of doubt.
He mused, "I'm aware the entire PR for our product rests with you, but why choose Delhi for the first influencer gathering?"
Ignoring his question, Saadia countered, "Mr. Khan, do you actually believe in the amulet's powers?", Haider's gaze drifted to the window,
"I enjoy collecting such items," he mused, his voice a soft echo to the rain's gentle patter against the glass. "What's your take on the amulet's rumored abilities?"
The question hung in the air, mingling with the steam rising from their cups. Saadia watched him, noting the reflective glint in his eyes as they took in the world outside,
"I didn't knew much before, but on my way here from Dubai, I stumbled upon some information online. It's said that certain Mughal emperors who owned this amulet were wise, powerful, and affluent. However, considering they were already royalty, they inherently held power and wisdom. I think it's not the amulet that makes its wearer special, but rather the wearer who makes the amulet special ," she replied,
his eyes started twinkling with amusement.
"Interesting," he remarked. "The legend claims the amulet's true power is unlocked only by one who severs all personal ties. What would you do if that amulet was offered to you?"
She pondered, "Now that's the catch. Why would such a condition exist? Allies are a source of strength. Perhaps it's a test to see what one treasures more—power or relationships."
"And your choice would be?" he probed.
"I hold my relationships above all, even if they cause me pain in the end. I'd still choose them," she observed a subtle change in his demeanor.
"That's being delusional. No one would forsake such immense power," he retorted.
"I would, and I'm not delusional. It may not seem pragmatic, but that's the choice I'd make," she argued.
"Only time will reveal if you'll stand by your words," he concluded, leaving her in a state of bewilderment.
Why would such a time come?

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The room was abuzz with excitement as guests mingled, their voices blending into a harmonious backdrop. At the center of the elegantly decorated hall stood Haider and Saadia, surrounded by the soft glow of spotlights that highlighted their latest creation: a sleek, beautifully packaged beauty product.