Liara at the age of 24, the CEO of a multinational company 'SAMS International' had to endure and learn things ever since she was young. Irrespective of the circumstances, she soared higher than anyone could even think of at this age.
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Waking up with pain tingling in my veins became a habit for me. Slowly opening my eyes, I shifted unhurriedly, as my veins felt like they didn't exist. The injury felt as if it reopened and tears built in my eyes as I felt the intense pain.
"Ugh," I blew air as I slowly lifted myself, but felt something pulling me back. Half opening my eyes, I tried to study my surroundings and saw a figure that I had no clue why was in my room.
Zearo had his head resting on the side of my bed and holding my hand so firmly that I couldn't even move it. He looked so peaceful while sleeping. His hair was messy and had his body half rested on the bed while he slept sitting on the chair by holding my hand.
I tried recalling what happened yesterday, but everything was blurry. Knowing that Zearo was in my room, I focused on the work and stayed in the study until I fell asleep. I didn't know how I got to my room and what he was doing there.
"Oh, you are up, princess?" I heard Dima's faint voice behind the door. I was about to shout that I was awake but held back my tongue when I saw peaceful Zearo sleeping. "Dima, please come in," I said as if it would be audible to her and Zearo wouldn't be disturbed. Slowly retracing my hands from his firm hold, I sat back, wincing at the sudden bolt of pain.
"Oh, my poor son. He was awake the entire night." Dima said, placing her hands on her chest as she took Zearo's position.
"Why?" I asked as I got down off my bed slowly toward Dima.
"You had your nightmare yesterday." She said, and I stopped. It couldn't be. No! Swiftly, I walked towards the calendar and saw a red mark on the date. "It's today," I whispered. My lips trembled as I realized that it was the day I was abandoned.
"Yes, you've been recovering, so it surprised me how you had that nightmare. This time it was worse." Dima said as she engulfed me in a bear hug from behind. I held back tears that formed in my eyes, determined to stop getting affected so much.
"I'm good, Dima," I said, assuring her, but my voice betrayed me.
"That I'm not sure after what happened yesterday." She answered.
"When are we going to the orphanage?" I asked, breaking the hug and turning towards her with a smile on my face. This day couldn't be harder than it was in the beginning, could it be? I thought in my mind.
"Just freshen up and we shall leave. I've made the arrangements." Dima said, caressing my cheeks. The warmth that her body excluded was more comfortable than mere words.
''I will be there in a few minutes," I said and smiled at her. She smiled back and once again looked at him and whispered to us, "This man loves you more than he could himself realize. Just let him shoulder some of your troubles."
I was stunned by what Dima said with so much confidence. An act, she felt it too real. Mere acting in a relationship cannot be a real one. I thought in my mind, but just smiled at her and watched her retreating figure out of my room.
