Story of friendship.
Story of love.
Story of betrayal.
Story of conflicts.
Story of second chances.
Story of coincidence.
Reem and Ayesha are cousins and best friends. They lived a peaceful life till Reem decided to move to a different city with...
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. Athar's POV .
"Ok dad, I'm leaving now" I shouted while running towards my car parking.
"Athar wait" he said making me stop, I went to him.
"Yes?" I asked
"Where are you going?" He frowned at me
"To the office" I shrugged.
"But you told me just yesterday you got pest control treatment done in the office" he asked
"Yes papa, so?" I asked
"I don't think you should go, have you forgotten what happened the last time?" He asked
We get the treatment done in our office in every six month, last time when we got it done I got severe allergy because of the smell. I was too sick for a week, but it happened that time, that doesn't mean it will happen again, but dad worries a lot about me.
I have this very unsettling feeling since morning, I need to go to the office, to distract myself, but how do I tell this to dad. I sighed.
"It won't happen again" I reassured him.
"I just think you shouldn't go" dad said, I smiled and put my hand over his shoulder
"I'll be fine" I said
"But beta.."
"Ok! If I feel any discomfort, I will return. Is that ok?" I asked, he looked reluctant, but nodded
"Take care" he sighed
"I will! I'll see you later" I said and turned to leave.
I smiled at my father's concern towards me, some times I feel he treats me like a little boy.
I sat in my car and headed straight to the office. There wasn't much traffic and my house was not really far from the office, so I reached quickly.
I entered my office room and sat on my seat. I loosened my tie a little and drank a glass of water. Ever since I have kept my foot in the office, I can feel my throat drying up.
Everything is just in the mind, I shouldn't be thinking that the smell is bothering me, then it will not bother me in real. I scratched my cheeks, there was a slight burn on my face.
The door opened and a worried looking Izhaan came.
I rolled my eyes.
Here comes dad number two.
"I thought you wouldn't come today, but uncle just called me, he told me how you didn't listen to him and still came to the office." his voice was filled with concern.
"I'm ok" I told him with a smile, he rolled his eyes.
"Do you not remember what happened the las ....." He was saying but I cut him off.
