Even if it costs all my riches I would gladly offer them to walk two steps with you.

A smile adorned Hoorain’s features, her sapphire eyes glimmering in exhilaration on her first day of college about hotel management and culinary arts she only joined just to be with the person her heart was ablaze for- Zain.

Combing her pitch-black hairs back, she tied them in a messy bun, letting some strands fall on her face, trying to look attractive so he could notice.

“Hoorain!” Her Mother, Hania, called from downstairs, “Coming!” Her smile grew wider remembering about the day when she fell for him and marked her breaths to his...