Embracing Love [✓]

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Love easily breaks, time easily flows
There's no such thing as an eternal promise
Even the words that they were promised
Scattered like the dust that covered the sky.

And again they were left alone.
They were deserted, lonely.

Lonely life...
Was the life they had to live until...
Until they met each other.

And unknowingly, they started to depend
On each other
With the warmth of each other's hand.
Like a miracle.

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"Good Morning!"
Brushing her hair, Ayana greeted Imraan who had just gotten up from the couch.

"Good? Good morning? Hah!"
Sarcastically Imraan snorted before marching toward her.
"How dare you mock me?"

"When did I mock you?"
Frowning, Ayana looked at him through the mirror.
"I just wanted to start the morning in a civil manner but you- "

"After mercilessly throwing me out of my OWN bed and not to forget almost making me go bald, you want to be civil with me? Seriously?"
Mockingly Imraan laughed out loud.
"What a joke!"

"Remind me never to act civil in front of you."
Rolling her eyes, Ayana spoke.
"Anyways, I have important news to deliver."

"What news?"
Grumpily, Imraan asked while massaging his back which ached the whole night because of lying on that tiny couch.

"Ayyan and Reeha,"
Happily, Ayana turned towards him.
"They are having twins! Fraternal twins."

"Just yesterday they got to know. Ayyan was literally screaming over the phone in happiness."
Ayana smiled remembering her last night's conversation with Ayyan.

"Oh, I see. Well... that's great."
Not knowing what to reply Imraan simply spoke.

"So after lunch, I was thinking of going to the Malik Mansion to meet them."
Ayana continued.

"Erm... alright."
Awkwardly Imraan replied not knowing why Ayana was asking for his permission.

"I'm not asking for your permission. I'm simply informing you."
Ayana quickly added.

"Congratulate them on behalf of me."
Saying Imraan went inside the washroom to freshen up whereas nodding Ayana went downstairs.

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*Ding Dong*

*Ding Dong*

*Ding Dong*

"What kind of maniac is ringing like that?"
Adil groaned as the bell continuously rang. He hated getting distracted while painting.

*Ding Dong*

*Ding Dong*

Finally unable to ignore the continuous sound of the bell, keeping the brush on the side table, Adil dragged himself out of the chair.