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

Chapter 18 : A Shocking Twist

Samar's POV

Her eyes, oh those captivating eyes, pierce into my soul like daggers. Anger blazes within them, as if she wants to kil me with a single glance.

I type again, teasing her:

"They're still prettiest, Love. Even when you stare at me."

Through the rearview mirror, I watch her every reaction. Her eyes flash with intensified anger as she reads the message.

Then- she blocks me.

My response? A shameless, satisfied laugh. It's exhilarating, teasing her.

Alina Aunty's sudden exclamation cuts through the air: "Oh my god, Samar, you can laugh!" Her smile illuminates the space between us. "It's a new thing," she adds.

I instantly suppress my smile. Laughter was a luxury to me I could rarely afford.But after I met Maryam I find myself smiling and laughing everyday.

My life has been shrouded in sadness and loneliness since Mamma's passing. The pain of her absence gnaws at me every day.

Sometimes this pain escalates to a point where I dont feel alive or I dont wanna feel alive.

But In Maryam's presence, I suddenly want to live,She give me reasons to smile.She give me hope.

Sharing the same air as her is a privilege. She is with me, in my car, and I'm desperate to savor every moment. Soon, we will reach her home and, leaving me to navigate life's emptiness once more.

We arrive at her home.As Maryam reaches for the door to get out of the car, I swiftly press the lock button, simulating a malfunction.

Maryam tugs on the handle, her brow furrowing. "It won't open."

Anaya Aunty ask, "What's wrong,Maryam?"

"I think it's jammed," I reply, shrugging. "Let me check."

I exit the car, pretending to examine the door.

I open the door,"Must be a technical issue."

She steps out of the car and rolls her eyes saying," I am not a fool,Dont tell me your luxurious car have a stuck door."

I smile admiring her wit.

"Your home is so close from the NGO.I wish it had more distance." I state.

Two bodyguards steps out of there vehicle and surrounds us.

Maryam seems uncomfortable.

"Give me your answer before 9,Careful It should be a yes." I say, leaning in, my neck bent.

Maryam's tone remains serious. "Listen, stop bothering me. You're Alina Aunty's nephew; that's why I'm handling this lightly. Stop threatening me."

"Love,you're so kind and compassionate to think about Alina aunty," I respond. "But you don't seem obedient. I told you to wear olive-colored hijab but you didnt wear"

Maryam looks away, suppressing her anger. "I'm giving you a final warning: stay away from me. Think about Alina Aunty - how heartbroken she must feel knowing her nephew stalks women while she works tirelessly for women's empowerment."

" I dont stalk women." I chuckle.

"What? Am I not a women." She says.

" You are my woman" I say,looking into hwr eyes."So it doesnt count as stalking."

" You are psycho." She says and walk to her house.

She turns back and I am still looking at her.She glares at me,slamming the door shut.