"I want you" her eyes glittered with tears.
"Not as much as I do" Ayaans voice was soft yet confident. For a moment, Annaya looked into his eyes and forgot everything. But then he said the words that shattered her heart into a million pieces.
"Can y...
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ANNAYA SHAH
"Mama jaldi na. I'm already getting late" Ayaan tapped his fingers on the table and I leaned back on my chair and started drinking the juice.
In the last seven days, I'm nearly eating anything. But I don't want these nice people to think of me as some ungrateful brat, so I thought to take strawberry juice as breakfast.
It's my eighth day in Pakistan. Everything's going smoothly till now. They are nice people. We used to talk on video calls before but I didn't live with them for so many years so maybe that's why I was a bit confused.
Amna tayi and Nadia tayi have really helped me alot in moving on.
I glanced at the man in his late twenties sitting infront of me. Never once did he say hello to me or even looked in my direction. Not that I care.
I still remeber how he used to fight with me over little things.
I mentally cursed him but mom always said that donot curse. If she's not here with me now, who will stop me now? Who's gonna take care of me? I can't rely on these people. They are my family but I want my parents with me. I want to see them. I want to talk to them. Just one last time.
Unknowingly, a tear left my eyes and fall on the back of my hands. My heart rate fastens and I can feel my face burning as more tears stream down my face.
Baba never left me to cry alone. He would always stay with me. But now he's not here. Bhai isn't here too. I'm all alone.
It's these little moments that make me feel lonely and miss them.
A sob escaped from my mouth and I quickly bring my hands to wipe off my tears. Before my hand could reach my face, a hand came in contact with my skin.
I looked up and saw Ayaan sitting there besides me with his neutral face looking at my face, but not my eyes.
More tears started to flow. I can't stop them now. I miss my parents. But I also can't show anyone this side of me. I need to be strong.
