Shades of Cerulean

Any soul would be greedy to burn in the flames of the candle for a new light, a new hope, a new tomorrow.

"Only when you live through the same hell my sister had once gone through will you regret your former question," he seethed at her at their supposed first meeting.

"You are cursing me, a complete stranger?" She asked back, sobs wracking her soul.

"I will be a coward if I do not do that. But why the hell are you crying when I am the one hurt here?" He lifted my chin only to glare at me. I pushed his arms off me. I was the coward to sympathize with him. He is the most hated man in this world for me from now on. I turned my back to him and stormed out like the tornado I was feeling inside.

"You are her, aren't you? You browns have betrayed your cerulean ones today, of all days. How unfortunate is that?" He spoke to her unconscious body at their supposed last meeting, before walking off.

Masal Murtajiz and Samnad Qahir, rivals in the fashion industry, their goals the same but paths different. The past is a ghost in disguise; when it appears out of nowhere into the present, the world becomes a challenge and the future a galaxy of hope.

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