OUR OBSESSIONS - FATE of LOVE

~~Stella~~

A knock on my bedroom door pulled me back to reality. It was my mom, calling me for dinner. I kept the events with Noah to myself, and we enjoyed a peaceful meal. Afterwards, I returned to my room, where my mom, sensing my silence, came to ask, "What's wrong, my precious darling? You are so unlike yourself today."

"Nothing, Ma! I've just been waiting for my job offer onboarding email for a few days now. My friends have started to get theirs, and I'm starting to worry."

"Oh, my darling! If they don't take you, they will lose a diamond for their growth." My mother's reassuring words were a familiar comfort, a mantra she repeated whenever I felt uncertain

"Alright, Ma, it's getting late. I'll go to bed now. Good night!" I said, feeling her soft kiss on my forehead as she closed the door behind her. Slowly, darkness crept back into my mind, but a sudden email notification jolted me awake.

When I saw the message, joy erupted from within me, and I screamed with delight. My parents rushed through the door; concern etched on their faces. "What happened?" they asked, their voices laced with worry.

Overwhelmed with happiness, I showed them the email, and my father lifted me into the air, twirling me around in celebration. They quickly shared the news with Noah's parents, and at that moment, I found myself indifferent to Noah's reaction.

Aunt Ria, whom I affectionately called "Second Mom" since I had decided at five that I would marry Noah when we grew up, organized a small party in honour of my achievement, inviting my best friends, Lilly and Aarti, to join us at their house.

Despite the festivities, I wasn't in the mood to celebrate, especially after witnessing Noah's nonchalant demeanour as if nothing had happened between us. After the party, I asked my dad to have our driver drop my friends off at their homes.

Standing on the balcony, I pondered how to search for a dorm without alerting my parents. Aunt Ria called for me to come inside, but I made an excuse, claiming I had some work to do, and slipped back into my home.

The next morning, after my parents left for work, I hired a cab and set out to explore some dorms near my office. Fortunately, I found a good one at a reasonable rent. I wasn't poor, but I didn't want to waste my father's money on unnecessary expenses of my luxury. I called my parents, telling them I was out with my friends, and returned home late after buying some dresses and other work-related items. I locked everything in my newly rented dorm, preparing for my midnight escape without having to carry too much.

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Hi guys! 👋 

Oh, my poor baby Stella. You are a tough girl, keep going. And what's your midnight plan?  

Your engagement and encouragement are what keep the chapters more beautiful and keep going. please show your love and let's keep this going...

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Please keep continuing to be part of this evolving beautiful journey🤌🤗

Happy reading💗

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