My Life in Pieces✔️:#projectNigeria

Chapter Eighteen

Hey lovelies

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True happiness and self confidence is found when you stop comparing yourself with other people
- fact✌
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ZOEYA'S POV

Things are now getting better between Aaryan and I. We now talk and laugh at our fears. We share our experience after work. We eat together on the dining table. He learned about my likes and dislikes. My past and future. He is really sweet and not what I expected. Its been two months after our marriage and we are now stronger. I cook dinner and breakfast since I get up earlier and close from work earlier. He dreads Rukkayah's food since that incident and I'm now the one cooking. He doesn't know how to Cook. He only knows how to make coffee and fry an egg, that's if it dosent get burnt eventually. He's really funny and lively. At times he behaves like a baby which is cute while at times he is serious. Despite the change of situation we still stay in our separate rooms. We are just like best friends and we promised to take things slow.

We are currently watching Football.......which I hate for the past one hour and im getting really bored. Today is a Sunday and we just had breakfast, showered ...... Actually only me and came downstairs. I was just watching him with the corner of my eyes as he lazily threw some popcorn in his mouth.

"Stop drooling". He said while picking a popcorn on his shirt.

"Huh?". I asked just snapping out of my thoughts. He looked so handsome in a white Tee and grey sweatpants.... Grey is his favourite colour and it made him cute. His jerry coiled hair is messy due to him running his hands through it at intervals

"Stop staring at me like that. Its not my fault that I'm handsome". He smirked still not taking his ryes of the TV screen

I rolled my eyes " you wish". I said picking up some popcorn and threw it at him.

He laughed and said "Don't Deny it. I know am handsome". He said picking up some of the popcorns on his shirt.

What the hell?. This guy is something else.

I coughed and was about to reply when my phone rang. It was momma.

"Hey momma". I was so elated. She rarely calls only when dad is on a trip cause he stopped her from doing so. He even restricted her movement and employed a bodyguard to follow her about so that she doesn't come to see me.

What a father.

"Hey baby. You at home?". Her voice sounds hoarse like she's crying.

"Yeah. Why are you asking?. What happened?". I questioned making Aaryan to look at me.

"I'm coming over". With that she hung up. I hope dad is not beating her again like he does before. He normally beat her before because she couldn't give him a male child. But after Zinayd the beatings reduced but I know he still hits her but she covers up for him

"What happened?". Aaryan touched me which made me jilt back to reality.

"Nothing. She's coming over". I said as I tossed my phone on the chair

"Now?". He questioned

"Yeah. So go and shower". I pushed him off the chair

"But the match is not finished". He pouted.

"Baby". I rolled my eyes and picked up the remote

"Am not a baby". He stomped his foot.

"Yeah yeah. Get into the shower". I said as I change it to another station and they were showing my favourite series "how to get away with murder". I squealed in excitement while Aaryan headed upstairs grumbling.