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Be Mine One
"Stay". He spoke quietly.He spoke knowing it was useless, she wouldn't listen to him, at times she did, but the line was drawn, not this time."Please".She said nothing still, just kept her gaze straight as she took determined strides towards the door.Suddenly she seemed nothing like the woman he'd become so fond of, the woman who smiled so easily, who blushed at his comments so shyly, who melted and fitted into his arms so perfectly.She suddenly seemed like the woman he first met; one who would crack a smile only for courtesy demands, one who he once considered frigid and heartless, she suddenly seemed like the CEO she was, she seemed like the Sayya Bilal he had grown to forget.He hurried after her, his fingers encircled her wrist at once to stop her from leaving, he was almost relieved when her steps halted and she inclined her head a bit so her gaze fell on his hand holding onto hers. For a moment he dared to harbor a glimmer of hope, however it vanished when she raised her t
Be Mine Two
The presentThe ringing of her phone brought her out of her reverie, she reached out reluctantly and picked the phone from the bedside table, she stared at the screen for a while, stared at the caller ID which read 'Raysham', few seconds before the ringing stopped she answered the call and raised the phone to her ear."Did I wake you?". Came his calm and smooth voice.Her heart mourned. After a quiet inhalation of a deep breath she answered;"No, I was already up"."How are you?".How was she? How was she??"Good, as always". She lied smoothly."Mind if I stop by later?".She rubbed her temple wearily and pulled herself up to a sitting position suppressing a groan as the pain in her head hit mercilessly."That'd be nice". She began. "But I won't be free today, I have a meeting and several other appointments". She said.Silence.She bit her lower lip as she waited for him to speak, finally he said;"Take care of yourself then".She simply nodded though he couldn't see her."I'll call
Be Mine Three
It was a cold night, the absence of stars in the sky predicted that it might rain later on. The full reflection of the moon was mirrored in the pool by which he stood, as the cold breed blew calmly he couldn't help but remember'one would wish on a star strewn sky, to hear the voice of his beloved say the words he'd craved for what seems like forever, but here we are, out in the cold, in the harsh winds, underneath the blank sky, I hear you say those words and this moment surpasses every one of my fantasies, every one of my dreams, right now my emotions fly so high, they reach heights only heaven knows'He slid his hands into the pockets of the thick hoodie he had on, the chilly breeze blew once more causing the water in the pool to sway ever so softly, disrupting the perfect reflection of the moon.The hurt clutched him as he recalled the happenings if that night."Well someone's being poetic tonight". She had said."Only for you my dear, on for you". He had said to her.Though the s
Be Mine Four
She raised the coffee mug high so it shielded her face from his view."Oh come on luv, intend on hiding behind that awful mug all day?". He said smugly. "Bride's hide behind veils not ugly mugs".She chuckled and lowered the mug, she was glad her dark skin wasn't so easily flushed else he'd know she had been blushing from his comments about their wedding night which was just some hours ago."Show the mug some love". She said as she set down the mug which for some reason had a rather distorted shape."Sure, why not?, I mean the mere sight of it could attract and angel yeah?". He said sarcastically."It's cute".,she defended it."It looks like a hippo's derriere". He said bluntly.She scrunched up her nose feigning disgust."I happen to be drinking from what you just called a hippo's derriere".He chuckled.His gaze softened as he stared at her, her usual warm smile curved her lush lips which were still red full from all the deep kisses, he smiled and sipped from his equally ugly mug."
Be Mine FIVE
A ghostly smile lingered on her face as she stared blankly at the flat screen, true that the movie was indeed very interesting but what caught her attention and held it was the fact that it brought up so many memories, good memories.Regardless of her smile a tear drop slid down her cheek, who was she deceiving anyway? She let the smile fade slowly, she took a deep breath and brushed off the tears with the back of her hand, the emptiness and quietness of the house was usually comforting but it suddenly felt depressing. A house which had been so alive with people was now hollow and depressing, first her parents, then Aunt Zarah, even Ima had left when she got married, she probably didn't think she'd come back anytime soon, it felt as though she was leaving with ghosts, the cleaners would come and tidy the house five times a week when she wasn't home.It was better that way, or at least that's what she told herself. The less people you chill with the less bullshit you deal with.She tri
Be Mine SIX
They held onto each other not wanting to welcome reality back into their little bubble of bliss, but when the ringing continued they grew irritated and broke apart breathing heavily."Sorry for the interruption". He said to her, his voice hoarse and low. She merely nodded; it was all she could do at the moment.He picked up the phone resting on the armrest of the couch and glanced at the screen, his jaw clenched visibly and he made to return it when she said:"Aren't you going to answer that?".He shook his head."I'd rather not". He said."Who is it?". She said."Mother". He answered dryly.She forced on a smile and said:"Well answer it". She could see the reluctance in his eyes but she encouraged him with her faint smile and a small nod. He dragged in a deep breath before tapping on the answer icon and raising the phone to his ear."Morning Mother". He said dryly, coldly.Her heart broke on hearing his tone, she couldn't help but remember how fond of his mother he used to be; she
Be Mine SEVEN
She said nothing, did nothing to stifle the sobs that rattled her entire being.Again he reached out and brushed her tears off gently."I'll do it". He said.And of course she knew he wasn't one to bluff, especially not in situations like this."Please don't". She said almost breathlessly. "I can't bear to see you in pain and misery, Raysham, so please do not ask me"."Sayya I am in so much misery right now, I feel helpless and useless. I have failed you in every way there is, I have failed as a friend, as someone who's supposed to look after you, I have failed as your husband". He said. "So don't talk to me about pain and misery".She blinked and fresh streams of tears flowed down her cheeks smoothly, swallowing the lump in her throat she took hold of his hand and clutched it tightly, as though her life depended on it. she knew she could never win against him so she decided to tell him, perhaps she’d feel better in a way; lighter."I....I'm unwell". She stuttered quietly.As if tha
Be Mine EIGHT
* I saw the beauty of the sky Colors so vibrant you'd think they never die* I saw the beauty of the waves Every splash telling a story of younger days* I saw the beauty of the rains Every drop falling freely like horses without reins * I saw the beauty of the night For only then were the stars alight* I saw the beauty in the flames of a fire Each one burning with a different desire* I saw the beauty of Gold Glistening with bitter stories untold* Oh I saw the beauty of dust and clay Simple reminders of our end someday. Opening her eyes she realized it was afternoon for sunlight now streamed into the room through the partly parted curtains.She felt better after a nap, it did her as much good as a few hours of sleep could do. It took a moment before her memories came flooding back like waves crashing against the shores, death was hanging in a corner.She dragged in a deep breath and pulled herself up so her back leaned against the headboard, just as she began to ponder on why
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