~~Samaira's PoV~~
I sat on the cushion on the terrace, waiting for the package.
He will send it anytime soon.
Vijay uncle came and sat beside me.
"You are not asleep yet," he asked.
"Waiting for the package," I told him.
"Happy birthday," he wished me with a warm smile.
He is the only one who knew today was my actual birthday. The date of my birth on my birth certificate was fabricated. My father changed it to cover up my mother's murder.
I always fall into a dilemma, should I be happy that I didn't share my birthday with my mother's death day or should I be sad that I never celebrated my birthday?
My father never bought me a cake. He wished me though. I always assumed he must have been sad as his wife died. But that pity for him ended a very long ago.
"Hmm," I replied.
A servant came and handed us an orange packet.
I sighed aware of the contents of the orange packet.
I opened it and found an expensive watch and a bar of dark chocolate as always.
A happy birthday card wouldn't have hurt.
"You should tell your cousin the truth." I looked at him with bafflement. What is talking about?
"I was beside Meera when you guys played that emotional drama," he said, staring at me for a reaction or justification.
Tell my brother and do what? Get him killed. I would rather take the blame. He is the only person I don't hate, I can't lose him.
"Can you all leave us alone for some time?" I heard my brother's voice. Everyone who was helping me get ready left the room.
Shit! I immediately pressed the button on my bracelet. A call was directly connected to Meera. Thankfully, I wore the ear Bluetooth.
"Please, Samaira, look at me," he pleaded.
That idiot is not picking up. It was ringing. I am tense now. I need her help. I will end her life if I get caught.
"Hello." At last, she picked up. I let out a sigh of relief.
"What is it?" I asked, turning around and looking at him.
"He was chosen by my dad, do you think he will keep you happy? I can help you run away" he said.
My typical brother. Always jumping in to save me.
"When was I ever happy?" Meera said on the Bluetooth and I delivered it in the same tone to my brother.
I was happy when I was kept in the dark.
"I never blamed you for what your father did. You don't have to feel guilty anymore and help me, " she continued, and I repeated after her.
I did blame him but I loved him a little more than I loved my father.
My brother's eyes scared me since they resembled his father's but the way he looked at me was soothing and loving. The fear vanished before I knew.
"I am not doing this because I feel guilty. I am doing this because I am your brother," he said.
Someone needs to come inside and interrupt our conversation. I was praying to god to get me out of this situation.
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Her Ecstasy
Mistero / Thriller# Book 3 (can be read as standalone) Samaira is an innocent girl whose entire world turned upside down the day her father died. Her father was killed by her uncle, and she witnessed it. But that was a lie her father made her believe. He was alive. H...
