She closed her eyes, unshed tears rimmed her eyelashes, tilting her chin up and brought her face up. This was her unwilling consent to prove that she indeed loved him. Realizing little that love demands no proves, only the heart needs to connect.
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Too often we improvise the rhythm of our lives but little attention is paid to its eccentric accuracy. We paint many colours of mere imaginations in our futures only to realise that fate has a different colour scheme for us and we are never prepared for it. It would have been easier if we would just let ourselves flow with the colours of fate. Arina was no different.
Exhausted, she was back from school and dropped her bag over the couch with a thud, "I'm home." She yelled to informed her mother. The day wasn't any different than any other days. Rayan and Haya made plans for the weekend and both decided to come over at hers or go to the movies together. Arina didn't put much input into their thrilling plans, she zoned out on the entire conversation they prompted. All her attention was focused on one specific person, who very evidently avoided her existence since the day had started and she didn't understand why it was making her so anxious to the bone.
He was avoiding her group when only yesterday he had tried warming up to them. His behaviour was confusing her. She noticed him hanging out with his old childhood buddies, a class senior to him now. It only made her viscerally uncomfortable, him getting along with those guys. They had a bad reputation around, their names always being linked to rumours and immoral stuff. Danial getting corrupt in their company wasn't something she wanted to ever come true and mere thought set her stomach in twisted knots.
"Com' on get up, stop lazing around. Freshen up and change. Then come downstairs and lend me a helping hand. There's so much work to tackle. I did tell you about the dinner for the Razas, right?" Her mother plucked her out of her perceiving thoughts with such urgency. How could she forget something that never left her mind the entire day? She was well wrapped around the dinner tonight the entire day. It was something she was dreading; meeting Danial's entire family and him, after all these years.
Smacking herself inwardly for zoning out and finding herself in places she didn't want to explore yet, she picked up her bag and rushed upstairs to freshen up. She helped her mother in organizing the perfect dinner she was hoping for. When all the errands were checked off the list, she headed back to her room to get herself look more presentable for the dinner that was soon going to happen. Or she wanted to look presentable for someone who had ignored her presence the entire day and it had made her feel immensely frustrated. She didn't understand why she was craving for his attention so much, with a slight head shake she dismissed the thought.
