They judged her without knowing what kind of battle she was fighting.
Akira Malik is a simple girl who has been sheltered by her overprotective father since birth. When time arrived for her to stand on her own feet, trying to create her own identity...
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Silence resided in every corner of the house as Akira stripped and entered the bathroom. All she needed was cold water to soothe her mind.
As days went on, she started understanding everyone's attitude and personality. Sania is always mean whether they are her friends or enemies but towards her, she acts all sweet. Akira doubted if she is two-faced. Just like Eshaan who always seems to be interested in starting a conversation whenever they would sit together.
Tying the bathrobe around her body, Akira opened the closet to grab her hair dryer only to see the door knob of her room's door being turned. She held the hair dryer tightly in her hand like a weapon and waited.
"You scared me."
"Sorry," muttered Maryam as she made herself comfortable on the couch.
Akira got busy in preparing herself. After drying her hair, she straightened it and started doing her makeup. The pale pink lipstick accentuated her look. Akira smiled to her reflection and placed a strand of hair behind her ear.
"Don't take too much time. I don't want to be late," yelled Maryam while going on the balcony with a magazine.
"You haven't said yet where are we going?"
Maryam didn't answer as she was fully engrossed in the magazine. Akira shrugged her shoulders and changed into a simple pale knee length red dress, white pants and a white scarf hanging on her shoulder.
After settling in the car, Maryam informed that they were going to the bowling arena.
"Will Lucy be there?" Akira asked.
"Nope, she is busy. I'm feeling bored, I wanted to do something exciting so I thought why not bowling. These few weeks have been tiring as hell and besides its Tuesday so it won't be too crowded."
However they were wrong. Even it was a week day, the place was packed. They managed to find a table and sat while admiring others playing as Maryam was exhausted after the drive due to traffic.
Sipping on a mango mock tail, Maryam nearly spitted her drink on the table. "No way!" She exclaimed suddenly.
"What happened?"
"My cousin is here with her friends."
Akira always wanted to know about her relatives as Maryam had never introduced anyone of her family members or show their pictures. She only said that she has an older brother who is a business rival of Sania's father.
"Where is she?"
Curiosity was literally eating Akira up as she let her eyes wandered. But when she saw whom Maryam was pointing at, she remembered that the girl was in their art class. Her name is Sara. .
"She is in our art class, you didn't notice?"
Maryam goggled at Akira in surprise as suddenly events took an unexpected turn. She always remains busy with her phone that she hadn't even notice her own cousin was in the same class as her.
