ENTANGLED AND HEARTS (Her Price For Dreams) [COMPLETED]

CHAPTER 13:Her Scary Stalker(MARYAM)

Maryam's POV

I sit on the floor, surrounded by textbooks and notes, planning my week ahead. Prelims are just two weeks away.

Faris returns from his office, greeted by the overwhelming scent of roses. "Is this our house or a flower shop?" he asks, raising an eyebrow.

Anaya, busy chopping vegetables, replies, "Don't ask me, Faris. I'm already stressed about these."

The living area is filled with giant bouquets of red roses, their beauty and fragrance stunning.

"Chill, Anaya. They're flowers, not bombs," I joke.

Faris joins me," You are right,she is terrified as they will explode." We both laugh.

" You are extra chill Maryam,You are even putting these flowers into vase."Anaya says

"I am using them."I reply.

Faris sits on the couch front of me removing his tie. "Didn't you inform the landlord about this?" he asks.

"I did," Anaya says, "but he's clueless too. No information about the sender. The note just says 'To Love'."

Faris's curiosity piques. "What note?"

I show him,"This"

"I think someone sent these for Anaya."I smile.

Faris teases Anaya, "Maybe you're deceiving us Anaya. What if someone sent these for you?"

Anaya's expression turns serious. "What? Do you think I'm cheating on you?"

I stifle a laugh.

"Look, Faris, he has beautiful handwriting. That means he's also a teacher," I add.

"Teacher from the same school where Anaya teaches," Faris says, eyeing Anaya playfully.

Anaya intervenes, "Can you guys take this seriously?" while handing Faris a glass of water.

"It's okay, Anaya. I'll take care of it," Faris reassures her and heads to his room.

I admire Faris; he's a good person. He married Anaya without demanding a dowry - a rare quality in my society.

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"No, Anaya, I'm not going anywhere," I say while reading my notes.

"Maryam, you've been stuck at this study table since morning. You need a break. Fresh air will do you good."I hear Anaya saying,she is searching something in my closet.

I shook my head, frustration creeping in. "Anaya, please, I don't have time."

Anaya's expression turned stern. "You haven't left this house in 15 days, Maryam. You've even stopped going to the NGO. You need a change of scenery.I know you have exam but doesnt mean you will lock yourself."She hands me my burqa.

I sighed, knowing she was right. I had sacrificed my NGO visits to focus on my studies.I miss Roshni and other kids.But i cant fail this time.

"Fine," I relented, standing up and accepting the burqa from Anaya.

As I wear it over me, Anaya smiled triumphantly. "That's my girl. Let's go."

We are going for shopping as today is sunday and faris is free.Anaya have to buy some clothes.

As we reach there I get a text from Alia,she is in europe for a solo trip how cool is that.

I sit in the changing room and Anaya is trying on dresses.I am texting alia simultaneously.

Alia: You like Rayan.

Me: Everyone likes him at the NGO.Now He is in USA and kids are missing him.

Alia: thats nice,I was asking Do you like him?

Me : offcourse I do like him.How can someone not like him. He is a good person.

Why is alia asking this weird question? I think to myself.

"Maryam which one is better."Anaya come out of fitting room shows me two options.

As we waited at the bill-paying counter, my gaze catches a stunning Abaya displayed nearby. Its celestial blue hue and intricate sleeves captivated me.

I go near to look at it more clearly.I picture myself in it.My gaze trail over it and stops at the price."4500" I wispher in shock.

"Let's buy this for you,"Anaya's sudden appreance startles me.

I swiftly shook my head, feeling a pang of guilt. "No, no, no. I'm just admiring the design."

But my eyes betrayed me, lingering on the Abaya. I want it , but I couldn't bring myself to burden Anaya further.

She had already taken me in, providing shelter and support. I felt grateful yet anxious, aware that my presence might be causing her inconvenience.

"Design is beautiful.Lets buy it." Anaya says but I drag her away from there.

After reaching home,We settle into the couch for a cozy dinner and TV night. The doorbell interrupt our relaxation.

"I'll get it," Faris says, rising from the couch.

Faris returns with a parcel.
Anaya calls out, "Don't tell me another parcel with no name."

"It has a name. It's for Maryam Ahmed."Faris replies.

My eyes widen in surprise. "To me?"

Curiosity gets the better of me. I set aside my dinner and carefully open the parcel.

As the packaging unfold, my jaw dropped.

Anaya's voice shocked. "It's that Abaya you liked at the mall."

I unwrap the rest of the packaging, revealing the stunning sky-blue Abaya.

"Who could have sent this?" Anaya says confused.

I look for the whole packaging and find a note saying,Great choice,Love.

"Its the same handwriting."Faris says.

My blood freezes,Am I being stalked.I sudden feeling of strange fear overwhelms me .This person send those bouquets for me.Its scary.

" We should complaint this to police."I hear faris say.

" So all these bouquets for you,Maryam." Anaya says.

" Throw them away." I say while standing up and I start stress walking.

" Maryam didnt you say They are flowers Anaya not bombs that will explode." Anaya says.

" Anaya,I am not in a mood to joke." I say still stress walking in front of the couch.

" Dont worry ,Maryam.We will fix this." Faris gives reassurance.

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