Tangled in Love

Chapter 65: Loathe or Love.

"You look beautiful"

I complimented the beauty standing in front of me in a Sabrina neckline with sleeveless white chiffon dress which had red flowers embroidered with red stones like rubies on the hem of the dress, it fell perfectly above her knees showing her slim legs whom she had hidden under a white sheer stocking while her dark glossy hair was French braided and tied in a delicate bun revealing the crème skin of her neck. She had kept her makeup light as usual with little mascara applied on her lashes while a touch of nude lipstick on her lips - in this simple look she makes the heart skip a beat. She never fails to amaze me with the choice of her dresses just the way her beauty never fails to leave a man breathless and envying when her diamond ring comes in sight.

It still makes me wonder how you could love someone unconditionally and keep the promises you made even if that person is the reason behind your heartbreak and the pain you are going through. I always thought such things only happen in romantic fictional stories but to my fate I countered it happening with my dearest friend Mayaan and it happened four years ago – I still remember that cold day in the month of December when I took her for lunch.

FLASHBACK

"It seems someone is up for celebrations and may I know what is the reason behind it"

She giggled as I twirled her on the dance floor.

"My transfer to Paris brunch got canceled all because of your prayers my dear"

I said her as I pulled her in for a hug; she embraced the hug by wrapping her arms around my neck. We danced on the floor and kept on having little chat meantime someone turned on the news channel. Mayaan stood rigid in my arms – her body tensed and a gasp escaped her lips. I pulled back to look at her face, she was shocked and her eyes were fixed on the TV screen;

Breaking News!!!

Famous International Model and Fashion icon Omair Al Ghithaini had a major car accident with a loaded Truck in the Kansas City. Sources say that he was driving recklessly on the wrong route. He's been taken to the hospital an hour ago. Media and paparazzi are strictly not allowed around the hospital or his residential area but luckily one of our reporters caught a clip of Omair Al Ghithaini and his wrecked car"

They played the clip showing his damaged car, his car was hit badly and I wonder how his condition would be because just by the look of the car one could say it's hard to survive in such an accident. Then they played the clip of Omair covered in bloodstains and he was being taken by the paramedics through a stretcher. He appeared like a dead person meanwhile Mayaan in my arms said something that I never expected;

"I killed him; he is in this condition because of me! I killed him Jadlaan... "

She cried clenching the lapel of my jacket;

"What have I done Jadlaan, God ... I ... I ... b... broke the ... p...promise... Jadlaan ... I did a huge mistake... I... I k... killed him"

She said in broken words as she took a step backward but she stumbled.

I was fast enough and grabbed her but she pushed me away. She was in the same state she was back then when she found out that Video of Omair.

I still remember how broken she was and cried all night in my arms – after 6 months she was able to talk and be around everyone but still she wasn't the same old girl who smiled and laughed on little jokes I made because she was replaced with a girl whose soul was taken and she was left like an empty shell.

My biggest reason for staying in London is to take care of her as a friend; she is the only friend dearest to my heart more than my life. But I guess I failed to make her forget that rascal because look at her now she is broken and hurt again by him;