Romans & histoires Noor E Chasham

Once I left Khalil’s room, I ran into Noor, she glared at me, starting from my head down to my toe. "Did you do makeup and who’s cloth are you wearing?" She asked "None of your business." I rolled my eyes "Whose outfit is that!" She yelled Noor loves to yell, there isn’t a day she doesn’t yell "If you must know, it’s Amal’s outfit." I responded "I thought I was clear when I said I don’t want that girl in my house!"

I still had no idea what Kabir had planned because of which I could meet Ella, but then I didn’t have any other choice than to trust him with his plans. ‘I’m here. What now?’ ‘Perfect. Make sure that you will be near the ladies' washroom on the 11th floor.’ Let me start my plan then. ‘Okay!’ I typed and did what I was told to. “Kush?” I heard the familiar voice when I acted to use my mobile near the ladies' washroom. I was surprised seeing Noor there, but what was she doing there that too alone? “Hey Noor,” I gave her a small smile, on which she smiled back at me. “What are you doing here? Don’t you have college today?”

If he saw her then how she will meet her eyes with him? In her daze state, she smiled at herself. And she hurriedly went to the washroom to freshen herself. After coming out of the washroom, she went out of the room. Now her direction was towards the kitchen. After a while, she took the breakfast tray and went to the room. The room was empty. Sounds coming out of the washroom indicate that he is in the washroom. Noor put the tray on the table nearby the sofa and now she was waiting for him. It becomes her habit to daily take her breakfast with Kawish.

"Your mom died in a fire accident in the old office quarters. What could Suhala have been hiding about it?” “I’m ready!” Noor’s voice interrupted them, startling Shanaya. With a sigh, she stood up, shaking her head. Kabir’s question still hung heavily in the air, but Noor seemed to have not heard any of their conversation. Putting on a bright smile, she urged Noor, “Let’s not keep the bride and groom waiting. We have a muhurat to beat. And by the way, you look lovely.” Noor smiled confidently, reaching to touch the huge chandeliers in her ears. As they walked toward the car, she continued, “I’m sorry you had to wait. I thought you’d be at your house. I mean the Arora mansion.”

Today was the same, Noor after done with her prayers, got ready for university along with Azaan and made her way downstairs. Noor made her way towards the kitchen, after preparing breakfast, she fed Azaan with her own hands then ate her breakfast, anda bread. As she hated milk and tea. After feeding Azaan, she gave him to Bari ammi who was in her room, praying, then made her way towards the awaiting car that was supposed to take her to college. While sitting in the car lost in her own world, She looked calm from outside, she was acting normal, as if nothing happened just an hour ago, but only she knew what was happening inside of her,

"I'm so sorry. Please don't leave me. I promise to work hard and help you. I'll be more like Alessa if I have to. Just please…please stay with me…" *** Noorh stared blankly at the verdant hedges and colorful flowers splayed out in an intricate maze outside his window. He had always wanted to explore the place, but he was forbidden from ever leaving his residence without the king's permission. The garden looked lively and cheerful compared to the four dreary corners of his almost dark and empty bedroom. The blue sky was a stark contrast to the bedroom's aged walls which were intricately painted with scenes that reminded him of his family's lineage: tales that served as a constant reminder of

Now that it’s over, I wonder how long it’ll take before things start to go back to normal. ~0~ Lena walked with Casey and Dawn to where a small stage had been set up on a patch of grass near the dorms. Principle Grant was holding a candlelight vigil to honour both Bryce and Shawna and to mark the end of a dark chapter in Cranmoore’s history.

PARIS ~~~~~ The morning in Paris carried a quiet kind of luxury, the kind that looked peaceful from the outside but always hid something restless underneath it. Inside a glass-walled office overlooking the city, Noah Bamford, a striking figure with raven-black hair and devilish charm, was already buried in work he was not truly seeing. His mind was elsewhere. Far elsewhere. Then… the door burst open. Nora rushed in without warning. Her heels barely made it halfway across the floor before she stopped, breath broken, chest rising and falling too fast as if she had been running for more than just a few seconds.

“Also, what’s wrong with Auntie Cassie’s library? I thought you love it there.” “Etheal wants to build a castle with many books and Cassie only has a small library.” Garox snorted and teased her sister. “But Mom, Dad, can we buy a sherbet on our way to town?” I looked at Nix and served him his bacon. “Of course.” Garox and Etheal cheered, enthused to eat a sherbet. Then all of a sudden, I smelled something odd that wafted past my nose. Nix must’ve smelled it too, that’s why he seems to be unsettled beside me.