The unconditional love

Chapter 11

Amaya pov:

I don't know why everything is going so fast, like yesterday only i said yes for marriage and today they arranged the meeting. But wasn't i am the only one who asked to arrange the meeting. Nevertheless right now i am in my room getting ready for Mr.Zane or should i say that my mom put out everything from my wardrobe but still didn't found anything good for me because according to her everything is blunt.

"Oh my god Amaya, you do shopping every month still you have nothing to wear" she complained

"Mom, i do have good clothes, it's just they are not up to the mark according to you to meet Mr.Zane" i said closing my eyes.

"You are not getting what i am..."

"Wait mom, tara is calling" i picked up her phone but i have to immediately put it away from my ear

"Amyaaaaaaa, what the hell why you didn't inform me anythingggggg" she screamed

"Can you calm down for a second"

"How can i? My best friend is getting married with my cousin and i am the last person to know that. I am really hurt!" And i can felt her fake pout

"Okay fine tara, stop making those faces, it just happened so fast that i didn't got time to inform you but i promise as soon as i come after meeting your brother, i will give each and every details"

"Promise?"

"Promise!"

"Okay now say what u are wearing?" She asked in an excited tone and i shook my head

"I don't know, mum isn't liking anything from my wardrobe" i replied her looking out of my window and suddenly i hear my mum squealing causing me to immediately turn around towards her

"Amya, Amaya look what i got" she said holding a pink saree

"No way, i am not wearing that!!" I glared at her

"What she is offering" tara said from the other side

"Its a saree, i am not wearing that it will be too much for our first meet"

"No my darling thats perfect, you are wearing that" they somehow got the same words and said in unison

"No i am not!!!" I argued back

"Yes you are!!"

Guess what?they won.

I was wearing a pink saree with  a border of pearls, completing it with white bangles and pearl necklace and a white bindi.

I looked at myself in the rear view mirror, the eyeliner looked good and was same on both of my eye. Thank god its same or what he would think that i can't even apply similar eyeliner . But the question is will he notice it?

As i was getting close to the destination, my palm started to sweat and i can feel my feet getting cold, my heart was thumping at his high speed.

I stopped my car at the front of J.W Marriott and rubbed my chest area

"Calm down Amaya, calm down" i said repeatedly to calm myself. After few minutes when i felt i am good to go i came out of the car.

I gave the keys to valet and texted zane to inform him i am here and in no time i saw him coming towards me.

And my breath hitched but i don't know whether it was for him wearing the brown shirt, beige pants or was it how he was looking at me.

I gulped when he stood in front of him

"Hey" he greeted me offering his hand. What? Is it a formal meeting? Are we here to crack some business deal?

"Hello" nevertheless i replied him back, accepting his hand shake