~THE ROYAL RUFFLE~ 2

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"There are no such things as secrets! Only truths are yet to be revealed",

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The next day Saira quickly finished her college and drove her scooty. She didn't go home but headed to the Imperial cafe where she was supposed to meet her granny.

She parked her scooty and got inside the luxurious cafe. True, Her granny was rich.

She went through looking the interiors of the cafe when she was interrupted a man.

"Are you Saira Shekhawat?", He asked.

"Yes, I am",

"Welcome Ma'am, we are fortunate that we are receiving you! I am the manager of the hotel", The man bowed down.

Saira looked bewildered.

"Ma'am come this way, You're grandmother has specially reserved this area for u two", The man smiled.

She entered the room and there was no one in the magnificent room.

"Ma'am wait here, You're grandmother would be here any moment", He said and left

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"Ma'am wait here, You're grandmother would be here any moment", He said and left.

Saira was totally puzzled. Rich, okay! But why did she get so much of respect?  Was she a celebrity! Or Was she the queen of somewhere or what!

 She quietly examined the plates and glasses when she heard someone entering in the room.

She turned around to see a lady of around 50 or 60 years standing with a huge smile. Old though but she was elegant and beautiful as well. She was also surrounded by 4 to 5 people dressed perfectly in black formals. She hand signed them to go out.

"Granny?", I asked in a low voice

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"Granny?", I asked in a low voice.

She nodded and went towards Saira. She hugged her tightly. After a few moments she broke the hug. Saira saw both tears and a smile on her face. She stopped smiling and caressed my hair.

"What happened to your hair?", She asked.

"I know it's ugly! You can say it on my face", Saira chuckled.

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