Zoya hears her mother call her name from downstairs, so she gets up and heads down.
As she gets to the top of the stairs, her mother pulls her back and whispers, "Don't go there, I heard it too."
Zoya Zinadine, an executive interior designer of Gate...
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*Zoya's POV*
"Aargh, he's annoying," I said, rubbing my temple.
"Who's annoying?" Hammaad asked, entering the dining area.
"Bro! I need your help!" Lia said, running to him with her phone.
"Ham, it will piss you when you hear the story," I said, arranging the table.
"Haha Zo. Don't tell me it's Zayan," He said, grabbing a cupcake from the stand.
"You guessed it right," I said, leaving the dining area.
*Lia's POV*:
"Ham bro!" I said, handing over my phone to him.
"Go ahead," He said, enjoying the mini cupcake.
"Remember our neighbor, my friend Zara?" I asked, taking a seat beside him.
"Uh... I hate her stupid brother," He muttered, eyeing at me.
"I don't know whether you know this story. But I've to tell you this," I said, heaving a sigh.
"I'm sure it's something to do with her stupid brother," he said, furrowing his brows.
"Listen Hammaad bro, listen!" I said with a pleading face.
"You know, when we were at our previous house, there was a girl of my age, Zara. We stuck together for the past two years since we were of the same age. I used to visit her almost every day and you know, we were good friends. I was unaware of her brother Zayan until he asked for my hand in marriage," I said, playing with my fingers.
"Trust me, if he's the bridegroom you will not see me at your wedding! And I swear. I've always warned you not to go there. And that Zayan... I hate his face the first day I saw him. He didn't look like a good person to me. I didn't like him at all," He said, narrowing his eyes at me.
"I'm sorry, but I considered him as my broth-"
"You cannot consider all boys on earth as your brother. You've one already," He said, smacking my head.
"I know I shouldn't have done it. Anyway, listen! I'm having a mini heart attack already," I said, begging.
"Hmmmm," he said, not uttering a word.
"So... my father wasn't okay with this because I had to complete my studies and I was too young. But he had an idea to postpone the wedding as soon as I was done with studies. And that's when he asked his friends about this guy Zayan. They gave critical reviews about him. They said that he's a guy who is engaged in all the bad habits and has a terrible character." I said, almost with a shaky voice.
"What?" Hammaad screamed his lungs off and before he could complete the rest of his sentence, Zo's mother-in-law entered the dining room with my mother. I smiled at her and headed upstairs, pulling Hammaad with me.
