F A R A H

'What!" I stared at him mouth hung open as if he's grown two heads. His face didn't show any form of a joke. 'Why must we act as couples in love, let's act normally," he clenched his jaw knitting his brows in a frown.

'It's the only option we have," stuffing his hands in his pocket, he stormed out of the room, closing the door with a loud thud; I let out a small sigh

How can we pretend to be couples in love, when we don't even talk to each other that much, something must be wrong with this man.

I stayed up in my room all day, only go out when it's necessary. Picking up the plate, I took them downstairs, the living room is eerily quiet. Aunt Fatima must be sleeping. Taking a bottle of water and walking towards the room, I heard the sound of something smashing followed by voices which I recognize so well.

'At least try"

'Stay out of my fucking business" hearing the footstep

"Nah... You know I can't wear this, it's too revealing"

"Come on Farah, you have to look sexy for Jawad" she chimed.

Only if she knew

"Okay let's check the other sections." She stated disappearing out of the door.

Seriously all these things are getting on my nerves. First pretending to be couples in love and now date.

"You coming," Myrah shouted from outside, getting me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah coming"

We checked almost all the sections, from dresses, cosmetics, lingeries talking of lingerie is making me cringe.

"Why did we buy a lot of things, it's just a date" I exclaimed taking the shopping bags off the counter.

"What do you mean a lot of things, you literally need them for your date," shrugging her shoulder she paid the bills, walking towards the exit. "And besides, they are not all yours; I also bought for myself," She said rolling her eyes.

We put all the shopping bags i

F A R A H

The morning rays of sunshine erupt through the window making me walk towards the window to take in the bright sunshine. I stood like that for 20mins before I sprinted off to the bathroom.

I took a hot shower to soothe my body, sleeping on the couch always leaves me with an aching body. taking out a simple sea green gown with a matching hijab, I applied hair cream which is almost finished I need to do some shopping later, I thought. and a little lip balm to prevent my lips from drying.

descending downstairs spotting Jawad dressed in a T-shirt and black pants, drinking a cup of Allah knows what coffee or tea. He looks more handsome in them, what are you thinking Farah. I mentally scold myself.

'Farah dear, I was just about to call you," Aunt Fatima said. 'Come sit". she ushered, I took the seat opposite Jawad, who is busy eating his breakfast without sparing me a glance.

'He

F A R A H

'What!" I stared at him mouth hung open as if he's grown two heads. His face didn't show any form of a joke. 'Why must we act as couples in love, let's act normally," he clenched his jaw knitting his brows in a frown.

'It's the only option we have," stuffing his hands in his pocket, he stormed out of the room, closing the door with a loud thud; I let out a small sigh

How can we pretend to be couples in love, when we don't even talk to each other that much, something must be wrong with this man.

I stayed up in my room all day, only go out when it's necessary. Picking up the plate, I took them downstairs, the living room is eerily quiet. Aunt Fatima must be sleeping. Taking a bottle of water and walking towards the room, I heard the sound of something smashing followed by voices which I recognize so well.

'At least try"

'Stay out of my fucking business" hearing the footsteps coming to my direction. I quickly dashed inside and slouched down on the bed, pretending to be sle

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