Amaya's POV
As I watched the tears drop from his eyes, there was a heart wrenching pain I felt in my heart, making every tear drop of his, pierced my heart like a sharp spade. I had no idea why he would asked such a question, everything he knew about his dad, was same thing I knew as well. Vedika said he was dead, and never mentioned him.
"Yes Samir, your dad is dead." I said to him in a low tone, holding his arms in attempt to console him.
But tears kept falling from his eyes, as his gaze was still fix at me. It broke my heart seeing tears in those cute brown eyes of his, his lower lips curved up and hair fell on his forehead. Samir was really cute and though he looked weary from all the crying he still was the cutest child I've ever seen.
I couldn't understood why he would asked such a question and was crying so much, I thought maybe there might be more to his inquisitiveness. Without any more thoughts I asked him-
"Why are you a
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Amaya's POV As I walked out of the room, my heart disturbed about what Samir had said. I couldn't believe that Vedika would ever do such a thing, but there was this feeling in my heart I couldn't ignore, she had always been very secretive and reserved. I never knew it if she was sick or down. Whenever she was alone, I noticed her eyes always were red, she would avoid my gaze and made sure our conversation was short. I thought maybe it was because she missed her family, but now she might not be what I thought she was. If she could hide Samir's father from him it made me felt like I didnt knew her at all. Her own son felt disappointed in her and me, well, I can't say for now, not until I get the whole thing straight, there was certainly no reason for me to judge. As we walked down the stairway, I saw Vedika sitting on the chair, by the fridge and like usual whenever she was alone, she was deep in her thoughts."Go upstairs,
It broke me to think that she his this from me, we spoke just few minutes ago and she lied to my face.I felt a sharp pain in my chest, like I have been stabbed with a knife. The feeling of knowing someone but finding out you know absolutely nothing about the person was far worst than I ever imagined. There was no need asking her again, but then why did she lie.Thinking about it made millions of thoughts run through my mind in a split second and every time it was all negative. What if her family abandoned her. what if she got kicked out of her house for something terrible. I really can't imagine what she had dine, every thoughts that passed through my mind, made me angry and upset.As I stood outside her bedroom door, my hands shaking as I still held the glass of smoothie tightly. It kept spilling due to the unstable motion of my hand. I couldn't help the tears prickling my eyes, it rolled than my cheeks and made it way to my lips, it was salty, I c
"I got in." I screamed again as I ran and hugged Vedika. The excitement made me partly forgot how mad I was. Initially I was thinking for a moment there I was going to just leave without telling her, but then again, thats how family is right, one minute you are mad at each other and the next minute gusting like you have never ever had a fight your whole life."OMG. I'm so happy for you." She screamed as she hugged me.I've been waiting for this day, finally I would be able to take a step forward in my dream career, apart from getting accepted I know there were lot to do, but one step at a time like vedika woukd always say."So when is it?" She asked me, her voice pitch gradually became low as her mood changed.She looked like she was missing me already, I didn't needed her go say anything I knew she wouldn't come with me even if heaven fell down to the earth."In a month." I said to her with my gaze set on her.She lowered her ey
Vedika used to be one I admired, one I couldn't go a day without praising. I looked up to her, but seeing her like this harboring many secrets that seem really dangerous make me wonder if I actually know her. If everything she ever told me was a lie.Watching her check her phone, from the way her countenance suddenly became worried I could tell she had read the message. She looked flustered, her brows was furrowed as she stared intensely at her phone. Her eyes travelled to the bed cover and back to her phone, she looked like she was making a calculation.I know right, the two messages from same sender seemed like it was from different persons, and with the expression on her face it was evident she thought same way as I did.But she gulped it down and took in a deep breath, placing her phone in her pocket in the jeans pants she wore. As she was about to turn around in an attempt to walk away, her eyes met mine and she let out a forced smile.
Vedika turned and looked at me with a beautiful smile on her face. She seem very happy with whomever she was conversing with. I walked to the refrigerator and grabbed a cold milk, set to heat it up, but the I heard her and was quite stricken with her next words-"It's my goddaughter, Amaya." She said to the person on the phone.I lost all consciousness, thinking about who she might be introducing me to, I then with absence of mind, poured the cold milk into a glass, and drank from it before realising it was cold."Yuck!" I muttered to myself but still drank the milk, fixing my eyes on Aunt Vedika."She will be coming to India next month, I do hope you can help me pick her up from the airport." She went on to say.I really wanted to ask her for a contact, hearing her speak to someone already made me really glad. But still, I was concerned with whom she was speaking with."Another thing Rohit, she is going to stat at the house, please."&
Rohit Sharma POVAunt Vedika was among the dearest people to me, closest to my heart I would say, seeing her call made me want to scream, but my mum hated the sound of her name, everything that had to do with her, my mum hated it. It was quite surprising to me, I know how close they used to be, but for some reasons unknown to me, they had become enemies, to the extent Aunt Vedika had to move away. Keeping me in the dark like a kid, I dared not ask my mum anymore questions concerning their feud, she wouldn't respond, and I would be wasting my time."Hey Rohit, happy birthday, it should be morning over there, Rai gave me a hint if the surprise party." Aunt Vedika screamed happily on the phone.She always looked forward to my birthday each year, not ones had she ever forgot about it, it made me happy and despite she was in New York with all the time difference, she manages to call when it's yet dawn. Her devotion made me even more happy, but when it comes to
Rai's POVDrugging Rohit wasn't quote part of the plan, but he just would have figured out we were planning a surprise party, so Kim thought we drug him, it wasn't my idea, though I kind of liked it.I've been with him almost all his birthdays, for as long as I could remember, we have been friends since I first knew my name. But the three years I was away, made me felt like we don't know each other. He seemed different, secretive, and definitely looked suspicious to me.I've stopped myself from thinking too much, as it wouldn't yield result, giving him time till he could tell me about his problems, was the only option I could think of.He cut the his birthday cake and bit a little from it, giving a whole chunk to his mother-Aunt Alia. A feeling of jealousy ran through my body, as I stood there watching them, wishing I was Rohit.In as much as people always called me the rich kid, it wasn't like that, my family lived in diffe
Rai's POVI quickly pushed Deepika away, but she almost fell to the ground in her face, in an instance, giving in to my stimuli, I caught her by her waist and swung her around. Her hair wiped my face, making my eyes shut in pain."I'm so sorry, Rai, I'm really sorry." She said in a squeaky voice.I touched my eyes, rubbing off the pain, with my lips opened gnashing my teeth. I felt her warm wet hands on mine, helping me to rub my eyes, but then I remembered Rekha was there, I quickly took few steps back.I opened my eyes, even though it was still quite painful, then I saw Rekha walking towards me in all her fury. She was glaring at Deepika, and Deepika was completely unaware of Rekha's presence.I couldn't think of possible ways to save Deepika from Rekha. Deepika's eyes was fixed at me, she moved closer to me, with the sad looks in her eyes, she felt so much guilt, I could see the pain in her eyes. As she raises her hand to try and tou