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

Chapter 35 : Soft lights💫💫Warm hearts❤️❤️

Samar's POV

I stood before the mirror, seeking Waleed and Amir's expert opinions. "Tell me, guys, which one is better?"

Waleed scrutinized my outfit, his eyes lingering on the black suit. "What's the difference? It's the same as the last one."

I reply adjusting my cufflinks. "No, it's not the same. The color is darker."

Amir looked up from his phone, a hint of amusement in his voice. "Samar, do you think Maryam will notice these tiny details?"

I reply fixing my shirt. "I want her to notice."

"Don't push your luck that much."waleed jokes about it.

Amir scrunches up his face in confusion. "I'm confused. Why would Maryam go on a date with you? I don't get it."

I reply adjusting my tie. "She's my wife. What's weird about it?"

Amir's expression turns skeptical. So I face him and say"You seem more confused than a housekeeper working for a homeless man. She's my wife, Amir. There's nothing weird about it."

Amir raises an eyebrow. "So you're forcing her?"

I shake my head again. "No, why would I do that?"

Waleed chimes in, curiosity sparking in his eyes. "Then tell us the truth."

I hesitate, smiling wryly. "You guys don't need to know everything."

Waleed stands up, feigning exasperation. "Then what are we doing here? Let's go, Amir."

I throw a pillow at him in annoyance. "Guys, please help me. It's my very  first date."

Amir grins mischievously. "That's why I told you to date girls – it's good to get experience."

Waleed chuckles. "Yeah, and clearly, you need guidance."

I ignore their teasing, focusing on my reflection. "I like this suit better."

Amir nods, scrutinizing my outfit. "Yeah, the darker color suits you."

I am standing before the mirror, admiring the tailored fit of the black suit. Waleed and Amir flank me, offering their opinions.

"Looks sharp, Samar," Waleed says.

Amir nods in agreement. "If I was a girl I would have died for you,Man.You are so handsome."

"Shut your mouth,Amir" I reply.

Jain Uncle, the owner of the boutique, approaches us with a warm smile.

"Finalized, Samar?" he asks, his eyes twinkling with familiarity.

I nod, my eyes never leaving the mirror. "Yes, Uncle. This one."

Waleed chimes in, "We'll take a look around while you get ready."

Amir adds, "Yeah, we'll find something to match our own styles."

Jain Uncle's face lights up. "Of course, boys. Take your time."

As his staff expertly adjusts my cuffs and tie, I am thinking about Maryam what will she wear tonight.Jain uncles voice drags me out of her thoughts.

"Shall I send this to your place, Samar?"

I shake my head. "No need, Uncle. I'm wearing this one tonight."

Amir raises an eyebrow. "Straight from the boutique to Maryam's heart."