Sana was eighteen when she had been properly introduced for the first time to Daanish Ahmed Ali, 22 years. And she developed an instant girly crush on him.
Ten years later, working in London Sana gets an invite to her best friend's wedding where she...
Sana bend to pick up a flower when a strong baritone startled her.
'No touching the flowers.'
She looked up and found Daanish standing next to her. His arms folded and his gorgeous hazel eyes expressionless. Sana gulped and forced a smile. Daanish doesn't bother smiling. Sana's heart dropped. She missed the old happy Daanish. He had always been a different person with her. She smiled recollecting how he had held her hand, with full authority, and ran around the Castle.
Daanish cleared his throat and Sana's smile disappeared. She looked at him and noticed his expressions had softened.
'How are you, Sana?' He asked, his tone soft and gentle. Sana nodded and without answering him she walked past him. At the door, she stopped and turned around. Daanish turned at the same time. He looked angry again, Sana felt guilty again. She looked away from him and entered the house.
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Uh-Oh, what happened here? Our Sana and Daanish
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