In a cozy café, where morning light gently streams in and the aroma of coffee fills the air, a special story begins. This tranquil haven holds an invisible magic, connecting two lives that are destined to intertwine.
𝐀𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚 escapes the pressur...
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The sun was already high in the sky when I stirred, blinking awake in confusion My alarm hadn't gone off, and for a moment, I thought I might have overslept. But when I checked the time, I realized I still had a few minutes to spare.
I rolled over, feeling a sense of calm as I stretched beneath the soft covers. I had a strange dream last night, but I couldn't remember much. Just fragments, flashes of colors and faces that blurred together like an abstract painting. But all i remember were hands tight around my body. A hugging. Like the person was craving my touch. I shook the memories off and focused on the day ahead, pushing myself to get up. Today, I decided to switch things up a bit. I made myself a cup of black tea, savoring the warmth as I stood by the kitchen window. The morning was quiet, the only sounds coming from the distant hum of cars and birds chirping outside. I didn't mind the silence, it was a rare moment of peace before the day's chaos.
My brother, already up and busy with his college work, shot me a quick smile as he passed through the kitchen. "You're up early," he commented, glancing at my tea and apple. "Trying to be healthier?", he smirked. "Shut it idiot.",i rolled my eyes welcoming my tired mother. She always works, she can clean the whole house everyday. She is strict but at the end of the day, she cares about her kids. She has traditional traumas that she won't break but i will definitely. I won't let my kids feel the way my Brother and I feel. While Boys can do whatever they want, girls are servants. Born to please a man and become a wife. Like i can't have dreams outside of becoming a Mother and Wife. Some People would say i should be kind to them, it's my parents first time living too, but they are not kids. They can tell what's right and wrong. I love them, but i won't raise my kids the way they do. She also made herself a cup of tea. By the look of the time, i realized that my bus would come soon. "I'm going out today with Eliza after school, call me if you need anything. Byee!", i yelled walking towards the door.
While i sat in the bus, I let my mind wander. Thoughts of school, summer plans, and even the future floated in and out of my consciousness. *What would the next few years bring?* *Would things get better, or would I just be stuck in the same routine?* *What should i apply for college?* *Will i find a lovely guy soon who will raise a dog with me?* It was a familiar train of thought, one that I often found myself riding.
By the time I reached school, the campus was already buzzing with activity. Students were scattered across the courtyard, chatting in groups or hurrying to their first classes. I spotted Eliza and Lina by the entrance, their usual bright smiles already in place.
"Morning!" they both said at the same time, waving as I approached. I hugged them both, offering them cookies i started eating in the bus. While we ate them, We headed inside together, our conversation bouncing from one topic to another like always. We can't keep with one topic. Eliza was still excited about her summer road trip idea, but today she had another plan in mind. "Guess what? My mom's letting me have a sleepover this weekend! You in?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement between Lina and me.
