"Well, there's someone who knows about her," she said in a calm tone and with a slight smile.
"Who?" I stood up immediately and asked instantly, being incredibly curious to know about the woman I had been searching for years.
She smiled at my respon...
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We both sat on one of the chairs, giving us a perfect view of the stage where Aleena was seated with her fiance. Her face seemed expressionless. She hadn't told me why she was stressed, but seeing her like this stressed me out.
"Why were you ignoring my calls, Ms. Hayat?" Zaid's deep, dangerous voice came from beside me. I turned slightly towards him, noticing he was staring at me continuously, sitting just a few inches away. Without responding, I shifted my gaze back to Aleena.
"I'll die if I don't hear your voice right now, Ayesha! At least shout or even curse. I'm ready to hear anything from you," he said instantly, his voice impatient to hear me. His expression was full of concern, and my heart fluttered at the sight of him.
First of all, I was speechless seeing how hot yet cute he looked today, and now he wanted me to speak, as if I wouldn't end up stuttering in front of him.
There is no way I am going to embarrass myself in front of him.
I ignored him again and lowered my gaze.
Within seconds, I found myself being pulled closer to him-he moved my chair toward his.
I shot him a sharp look for his actions.
"Shout, yell, punch, kick-I'm waiting," came Zaid's impatient response.
"Are you that desperate to hear me?" I finally spoke, fixing him with a pointed gaze.
"I'm addicted to your voice, Ms. Hayat. I need it to survive," he said softly, though there was something deeper in his words.
He's not good for me, I reminded myself, even though my crazy heart refused to listen.
"Now, do you care to explain why you were ignoring my calls, Ms. Hayat?" Zaid's voice held more firmness this time.
"Why do you care?" I asked him with the same sternness.
"Because I have to. Only I have the right to care for you, Ayesha." He said calmly.
I was still getting used to him calling me Ms. Hayat, and now he suddenly started using my first name, and how am I supposed to handle my heart now?
"You're just wasting your time on me, Dr. Zaid." I thought it better to tell him this rather than give him false hope.
"I only feel alive when I'm spending my time with you, Ms. Hayat. It's okay if you hate me, just don't take away the happiness I feel when I'm with you." There was pain in Zaid's voice this time. Am I being too harsh on him?
But why does he care so much about me when he have other people in his life? Especially when he have someone who had even tried to kiss him-or maybe they already had.
If he already had someone in his life, then why on earth did he find every opportunity to be with me? What did he even think of me? Was I just something to play with until his girlfriend came around?
