𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐚: 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦

𝟐𝟒| 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫'𝐬 𝐅𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫

I had written this chapter when I was half asleep. don't mind the errors and beech beech mai, maine apni muft gyaan baati hai. DEAL WITH IT CUZ Y'ALL ARE MINE💋🎀

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To my fellow reader,
spammmmmishhhh,
Hope your exams and personal life are going well!
& thankyou for commenting so many comments at once.

(does that even make sense? 'commenting comments'...idts..but who cares. i've my girls who'll understand every alien language of mine won't they?)

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Anyway,

Eiran's family recap:

Enora Sinclair: Mom
Charles Sinclair: Dad
Hael Sinclair: Brother
Ahvi Sinclair: Sister

BEFORE STARTING THE CHAPTER...
Tell me your views about eclair's dad.????
I seriously want everyone to tell what they feel about him reading the previous chapters or whatever.

that's it!

happy reading! <3

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Memories are indelible.
And so are the People.
So No matter how hard you try, you can't erase them. Ever.

Amara Monroe

Do you know, when does the staring competition actually gets harder?

It's when you and the food are staring right into each other's soul.

The blueberry smoothie and apples kept alongside, stares so hardly at me
that all I can do is get restless for not being able to eat. Oh god. "Nevermind Amara. Let's just focus on work. Yeah." I said quietly to myself, sitting on my be- the guest room's bed and working on the laptop.

It's almost afternoon since I woke up then attended the lectures and now I am completing my assignments and a few more pending works. Then I'll play a few games on the laptop, then have a granula bar and twizzlers along with a diet coke that Ana and Hazel had luckily packed in my bag. Then I'll sleep for some time, again wake up and do this shitty work on repeat.

That's how my five days have already passed at eclair's house.

Feeling lonely would be an understatement but it shouldn't come from me because I have a habit of being alone- even at my house. I just don't know why but apart from my place I start feeling bored and alone wherever I go.

Not that the people here haven't tried to make me feel comfortable, they did. Everyone (except for one person) made sure that I have meals sent to my room, or have Ahvi to chit chat with me. At night when eclair returns from work, he stays with me for a couple of hours insisting on telling me about how my day went just like I do with him.

But all I say is- "my day was okay," and then he rants about his day which I'm glad for. In my case, how should I tell him that I'm getting bored at his place? Ek toh Ghar Mai rehenke liye jagah dii upar se unhi se shikayat karu ki mujhe bore ho raha hai becuz unka ghar vahiyat hai, toh meri kya he izzat reh jaayegi unn (eclair) ke aankho mai? I can't let my nose be cut this way-

-whattt?
Oh Noisy, I meant that...meri naak nahi katvani mujhe
for the love of god, do not do that again.
Why not? It was right, noisy.

Sending noisy away from me and patting Puchku a bit on my lap so he sleeps well, I completed a bit of my work then closed my laptop with a huff. Since I have nothing to do now, I laid down on my back staring blankly at the ceiling.