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She is a dream, and
He is her dreamer.
︵‿୨୧‿︵DAY 3/7
As my eyes fluttered open, I drew in a deep breath, and the aroma of roses filled the air. Memories of the enormous bouquet he gave me that I brought home yesterday with me filled my senses, a small smile formed on my lips.
Quite the best morning for me.
The rest of the roses are still in my workshop, The day had been spent surrounded by their fragrance, It's scent was intoxicating and every time I breathed, thoughts of him filled my mind.
Yeah the thoughts where I'm murdering him—obviously.
Anyway, I emerged from my room, feeling refreshed after a quick spruce-up, and descended the stairs.
I made my way to the living room and plopped myself down on the couch, waiting for my morning coffee. My eyes fell on an object that caught my attention, a card with elaborate designs etched onto it—a wedding card?
Curiosity piqued, I picked up the card and unfolded it. Skimming through the words, I soon realized it was an invitation to Arisha Ali's wedding—She is the eldest daughter of Abid Ali and Asra Baloch.
I couldn't believe it—Ari was getting married, and she hadn't even bothered to tell me about it? Chupi rustam kahin ki!
"Good morning, Iqra"
My father's voice suddenly broke through my reverie, snapping me out of my thoughts.
"Good morning, Dad" I greeted back.
"Ye Arisha beti ki wedding invitation card hai"
[This is Arisha daughter's wedding invitation card.]
My father said, indicating towards the card in my hand.
"She is getting married and Abid Sahab ne mujse specifically kaha hai ki hum sab attend karen aur to aur, the wedding is being held in Abu Dhabi, UAE. We'll be departing for there day after tomorrow."
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