Tonight he is feeling surreal. A mission was accomplished, a privilege was attained and a secret was nurtured to see its revelation in the best form. He nudged the bedroom door and his eyes were delightful seeing someone whose presence here made him...
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Her nerves were clinging to her throughout her shower. She never found herself this under-confident and anxious before. That was probably because of the fact that she was going to do something daring and inevitable. As soon as her wedding night gift of the necklace tore into two pieces, Andaleeb wanted to throw it away. That felt like her first step towards freedom. But somehow she couldn't get the courage to do so. A lovestruck girl is won over, and then she puts it along with her other jewelry.
If she couldn't even remove this piece of his gift, how would she be able to do something more grave and worse than that?
The bathroom was linked to the en suite. She dried herself with the towel provided by the hotel before tugging it in her hair. Andaleeb came into the en suite and then opened the package. It revealed a white silk night dress in one piece. It had furrowed collars with long sleeves. When she wore it, the dress reached her calves, making her shins and ankles to remain bare.
Tying the belt over the waist, which gave a peculiar look to her curvy back, she stared at herself in the mirror. Her hands were shivering. She couldn't make a differentiation that either was because of the sudden cold air that hit her body or because of what her head was constantly planning.
She combed her hair and let the wet, thick black locks fall freely over her shoulders and around her face. After that, she applied moisturizer over her arms and feet which she thankfully always kept in her bag. Suddenly, an idea hit her mind, and she looked at the necklace among the heap of other jewelry. Her finger brushed against both the lock and separate key. Thinking about something, Andaleeb wore the necklace which just had a lock in it. Wearing the slippers that the hotel's room service provided, she came into the room.
Masab was standing near the window, with the phone over his ear. By his last talks, it did seem like he was informing his family about what happened and where they would be staying. On hearing her footsteps, he turned around and then his eyes couldn't move away for a while from her. Andaleeb was, as usual, looking gorgeous. Yet now, in this simple hotel-given attire, she still managed to look breathtaking.
He walked over to her and then kissed her forehead. "Let me grab a shower and change as well. You can take either side of the bed."
She nodded curtly, his lips again evoking strange emotions in her. She stood still in her place as he moved towards the washroom. Andaleeb let out the breath that she was holding in her lungs for such a long time. The trembling, which she had resisted for a while in front of him by chewing on the inside of her mouth, started again. She rushed over to the coffee table where the bottle of water was placed. She sat by the edge of the sofa and poured herself half a glass of water. She quickly gulped it down her throat and took swift inhales through her nose to calm herself down. It did help momentarily which led her to think a bit properly.
Andaleeb's gaze diverted to the bed's side table where still Masab's gun was placed. The sound of the water falling from the bathroom was acting as a weird and bone-chilling melody because of what she was about to do. Without wasting any time, she grabbed it and hid it under her pillow.
