"Did you love her?" I looked down not wanting to see the expression in his eyes.
His warm hand gripped my chin and pulled it upwards. "Trust me Inaya, when I say this. You are the first and the last woman I'd ever love. You have no idea of the effe...
..... Hey loves! So this chapter is basically a continuation from chapter 21, after Inaya and Zayaan confessed to each other.
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Inaya's POV: I stared at myself in the mirror in satisfaction. After our confession, I had basically kicked Zayaan out as I wanted this to be a proper date, which meant that he cpdnt see me before 6 pm. It had taken a lot of convincing on my part but he had finally agreed.
And now dressed in a purple dress with split sleeves, I was ready. I had gone for a light makeup look, lining my eyes with kohl and eyeliner and dusting a light purple onto my lids. My lips were tinted in a burgundy shade and as if on cue, there was a knock on the door.
Taking a deep breath, I opened the door. We both stood frozen, slowly taking each other in. Zayaan was dressed in a grey suit, with a light blue shirt inside that hugged his body. His hair was neatly swept to the side and the stubble on his face adding a manly look to him. My gaze finally landed on his eyes which were now darker as he took a step closer.
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"Beautiful." He whispered in a husky voice and a shiver travelled down my spine. "You don't look bad yourself." I whispered in his ear and I felt him stiffening as he clenched his eyes shut. After taking a deep breath, he finally opened them and held onto my hand. "Let's go before I change my mind." He pulled me along and I followed him.
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"Where are we going?" I gave him a curious look. "You'll see." He replied and I knew that I wasn't going to get anything out of him. Having nothing to do, I decided to turn the radio on. Can't help falling in love by Elvis started playing in the background and I hummed along with it.
"I didn't know that my wife was into romantic songs." He joked and i smirked at him. "I guess I'm taking after you." I winked playfully and he chuckled. "I'm guessing that's a good thing?"
"Maybe."
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Half an hour had passed by and I still had no idea where we were going. I was tired of sitting in the same position and so I asked the same question which I had asked him almost 10 times by now. "Where are we-"
