Ratri Reynold's.......
she was kind & cute
She was curvy & beautiful
She was her Papa's Princess
She was a mother to her baby sister and her world revolves around her Papa and sister
Most importantly.... The 24yr old Ratri Reynolds was the innocent...
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{Mark's POV
My beauty who stood beside me, just called the man Papa who is walking toward us right now. And to my shock he is the same man who I shout at minutes before
What have I done?}
I really need to apologize. I can't blew this up. But how? I never apologized to anyone. Ahhhhh whatever. I just want my beauty to look at me and feel the same I'm feeling for her
Author's POV
"What the hell?" A voice boomed making Ratri flinch at the spot she was in. But she couldn't move her gaze away from the lunchbox and it's spilled out contents around the white tiled floor. But she knew one thing that whomever shouted at her won't be pleased looking at the now dirty, messy floor.
Not looking up, thinking a way to save herself from getting shouted at again she did what seemed right.
"Sorry, sorry I'm really sorry" She kept saying sorry. But seeing a brand new iPhone laying down on the once neat white floor she didn't knew if saying sorry will do anything. From the look of it she was sure that it must have cost a lot. That sight made her think worse.
'What if I broke it unknowingly when I bumped into him?'
'What if he wants me to buy him a new one?'
'Or what if he ask me to pay for that phone which seems insanely expensive?'
'How can I afford that much money?' were the only thoughts on her mind
With all the bad thoughts swirling inside her head, she stood up with his phone, eyes still gazing down at the floor. But Slowly she looked up at his face only to be shocked
Staring at the face of a man who was invading her mind and heart from a week, she didn't knew what to say. Her heart was beating fast. She couldn't fathom if it because of the fear or the happiness on seeing him again. He looked so handsome just like a model out of magazine. His perfectly jelled brownish hair, chiseled jaws, pale blue eyes and plump lips. . . She blushed at her own thoughts. She have never been like this before. She never ever looked at any males like she was doing now nor she dated one. She couldn't help but that was maybe her only two friends used to call a waste
She had and she still have more important things in her life other than dating someone. And that was her Ritu and her Papa, They are her life. She never thought about anything else other than them and they will always be her first priority
Thinking about Mark, she was really thankful for the help, the man Infront of her did that day for her. He was kind and thoughtful. If it wasn't for him Ratri couldn't have reached the school that day on time and her baby should have been angry at her Ratri Didi( Ratri sis). She still remember when she was walking toward the hall, her baby was sitting on a little chair looking outside through the window with her doe eyes. Curiosity and longing swirling inside them, as Ratri reached for her, entering the hall where the meeting was held
