Zara heaved out a sigh as she ended the call with Manal. What will she do now? She rakes her hands on her open hair groaning. Ya Allah make the situation easier for me. she silently prayed. A knock emerged from the door followed by Aunt Myrah's voice.

"Zara are you still sleeping?" the woman started in a not so high voice. Zara reach for her veil and tied it around her head. She doesn't normally leave her hair open, till it's necessary or when she washed it and wanted to dry it up with the natural wind.

"No Aunt, I'm coming" she ushered walking to the door and opened it revealing her aunt in a dashing outfit. Zara watched the woman from head to toe.

"Aunt you look so beautiful, what's the occasion?" she said with a wink. A smile made it way out of Myrah's lips.

"I know what you're thinking but my friend invited me to her baby shower, and I want to be present for all the preparations.

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The living room was quiet as they watch the movie playing on the large flat LCD placed on the wall. Zara was just staring at the TV but her mind was completely zoned out and that didn't go unnoticed by Fawwaz who kept peeping at her every now and then. He knew exactly what she's thinking about but he couldn't bring himself to ask her about it. In fact, what will he say? That she should accept or reject Amir. He heard her sigh continuously.

"Are you okay? You've been zoning off since" he decided to ask. Zara's eyes widen for a split second as if she doesn't know when the action occurred.

"Um... Yes, I'm okay" she ushered with a smile. Fawwaz brows knitted in a questioning manner. He fished out his phone that was vibrating from his pocket without taking his eyes off her.

"Your expression right now doesn't look like someone who is okay. I know you're still thinking about last

"I like you, Zara"

Suddenly everywhere felt quite. Zara stared at Amir for a good five minutes. To say she was surprised will be an understatement. She opened her mouth to talk but it feels like something is pulling her. Did she just hear him utter the word 'Like' to her, or is it her ears that are deceiving her.

"Zara" Amir uttered breaking her out of her thoughts. Zara inhales a sharp breath, trying to compose herself.

"Are you practicing how to confess to the girl is your heart" she started, her lips curving up. Amir lunges his hands towards her but stop remembering it's inappropriate.

"I'm not practicing anything Zara, I like you"

"What?" She said mouth agape.

"Yes, I like you more than you could imagine" Amir muttered running his hands on his head. Amir is her best friend and also a brother to her, she didn't expect what she just heard.

"When did you start liking me?" She fin

Zara heaved out a sigh as she ended the call with Manal. What will she do now? She rakes her hands on her open hair groaning. Ya Allah make the situation easier for me. she silently prayed. A knock emerged from the door followed by Aunt Myrah's voice.

"Zara are you still sleeping?" the woman started in a not so high voice. Zara reach for her veil and tied it around her head. She doesn't normally leave her hair open, till it's necessary or when she washed it and wanted to dry it up with the natural wind.

"No Aunt, I'm coming" she ushered walking to the door and opened it revealing her aunt in a dashing outfit. Zara watched the woman from head to toe.

"Aunt you look so beautiful, what's the occasion?" she said with a wink. A smile made it way out of Myrah's lips.

"I know what you're thinking but my friend invited me to her baby shower, and I want to be present for all the preparations. Now your breakfast is set, Khalid has some meetings in France, so he took the early morning flight 

Chapter Eighteen