In the year 2008, month December, date 11, in the Kanmi family, a newborn baby girl is born. "Maria, it's a girl!", Ayesha expressed her happiness as she held the baby in her soft hands. "I'm so happy, mom! Today I became a mother too!" Maria was feeling ecstatic as she took her baby from her mother's hand. She observed her from knee to toe and said, " She exactly looks like Sarfaraz." "Don't speak out his name from your sweet tongue! His father is not here to see his child. What kind of man is he? Enjoying himself in London while you're bearing all the pain alone delivering his child. You and this innocent life doesn't deserve a man like him. I'll talk to your dad for your divorce. It's enough now!", Ayesha was outraged. "Mom! Please... don't do it! I know that he's not a good husband, but he could be a good father. I don't want to snatch my daughter's father from her. So please, for the sake of me and your grandchild, don't do this. I beg you!", Maria's eyes turned in the pools of water. "But Maria, I can understand your feelings. I'm a mother too. But look at Sarfaraz, he's not present in the hospital and cherry on the top he didn't even called you or any of us once. Atleast he should care about her child." , Ayesha tried to convince her.

The door creaked, a tall man appeared. He had a beard and was wearing traditional Muslim attire. "Sarfaraz, what are you doing here? You were in London right? When did you came in India?", Maria was awestruck looking his husband in front of her eyes. " I'm here to see my child.", Sarfaraz responded casually. He steps forward towards Maria to see his child but get stopped in the midway by her mother-in-law, "Don't show your ill-fated face in front of me, my daughter and my grandchild." Her voice tone clearly expressed her frustration. Her eyes were gleaming in rage. She acted like a knight protecting her country. "You have an absolute right to keep me away from my wife as you're her mother but you don't have a right to stop me from seeing my newly borned child.", He responded boldly. He took the child from hos wife and snuggled her and tried to play with her. When he observed his face he said proudly, "Those facial features are exactly mine. Indeed she is Sarfaraz Kanmi's daughter. Her name is Azza Sarfaraz Kanmi! My first heir!" Sarfaraz was enthusiastic as he named her daughter, he was overjoyed seeing her daughter looking like him. He was happy.

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...Ten years later......

"Noorain, today's Zoë's 10th birthday. I don't want any kind of carelessness in my daughter's birthday party. Decoration should be all good.", Maria warned her maid. "Yes Ma'am. I won't give you any chance of complaint. You don't worry about this.", Assuring her she left back to work. Everyone was happy on that day as the 10th birthday was the very important day for the Kanmi family and the birthday girl. It was not only Azza's birthday but it was also her coronation day. Today she is going to become the first ruler of Kanmi dynasty. Her father wants her to take over his place.

"Assalamualikum! I'm Hafiz Sarfaraz Kanmi, the current ruler of Kanmi dynasty. We all know that monarchy system is gone a long ago and democracy has kept their feet in our country. But the kings are kings and they'll always be kings whether the ruling system is monarchy or democracy. Today's very special day for me and my daughter as today is her birthday and coronation day. You all must be feeling down by hearing this. Even my family was also shocked when they heard about this. In our family, the females are not allowed to rule. But I belong to the modern era and I want my daughter to take over my place. You all must be confused, right ? I have a son too, but he doesn't deserve this place. He's not that much capable that he would be able to rule. Among by three children, Zoë is the most capable one. She's my female version and after me she would take care of this whole empire and expand it over the horizon. If you don't have any problem, I appreciate you but, if you have a problem, I'm not sorry. Jazakallah!", Sarfaraz announced.

The ceremony started in the name of Allah, the creator of the world, the graceful and merciful. Sarfaraz recited the Surah from the holy Quran, then he prayed. Zoë was felicitated with a crown made up of platinum and rubies. She was made to be seated on a throne which belonged to her father. She was a 10 year old child and she was the youngest and first female ruler in her dynasty. Her father gifted his whole property to her. Zoë's uncles and aunties were devastated on his brother's huge decision. Her eldest uncle Shoaib Kanmi had always dreamt to become a ruler, but he was never assigned to do it because of his poor mental health. Her middle uncle Siraj Kanmi was never interested in it. Her youngest uncle Saqib Kanmi was crestfallen at his brother became, he never closed him before his daughter, Azza. Her aunt Bilkist Dhorat was neglected as she was a female.

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...7 November, 2020...

"Abba! You can't die. You can't leave me alone. Your daughter is crying for you. Please come back! Ya Allah... Ya Allah, Ya-", Azza wwas screaming Her eyes showered tears and turned red. The body was shivering as if she's in Antarctica. Sarfaraz Kanmi was died. His wife Maria was shattered. She devoted her life for a person like him and now he is died. She can't bear the bitterness and she fainted. The noise of crying of family members, children and relatives were heard. It was the time of grief for Kanmi family. Everyone was broken by hearing the sudden passing of their beloved king.

The rituals were performed and the corpse was taken to the graveyard where he was buried. The night was the worst night ever in Azza's life. The person whom she loved most was died. She prayed to Allah for his father's absolution. Azza was entitled as a Yateem child. In such a young age, she lost her father. For a daughter, father is the closest family member. But, she lost him.

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...2025...

"Noorain, where's Zoë ? I'm looking for her and she's not even in her bedroom. She didn't even informed me if she's out. Allah knows where this girl is gone ?", Maria was worried. "Ma'am you shouldn't worry. She must be around walking in the garden like always.", Noorain responded confidently. "She's not there. I searched the whole palace. I even called her but it is switched off.", She was panicked. "She'll come. ", She reassured her. The main doors of Al Balat creaked, a young girl in the age of 17 appeared, her body was sculptured in hourglass shape, her skin tone was fair, her hair were dyed in dark brown color, the eyes were hooded and partly round, the depth of her eyes were noticeable, those perfect cheeks with sharp jawline was admirable, the pink tinted heart shaped lips were so appealing. Maria runned away towards her and hugged her so tightly. "Zoë, where were you ? I was looking for you and I was afraid that if something happened to you. Are you okay ?" "Manna, why are you so pessimistic ? I'm okay. I went for a morning walk at the river bank. I didn't informed you 'cuz you was sleeping and furthermore, I didn't want to disturb

you. I'm sorry." "It's okay now. Next time inform me whether I'm asleep or not. Now go get ready and have your breakfast otherwise you'll be late for your school and I don't want you school bus to get missed" Azza smiled at her mother and left.

She took a shower and changed herself in her school uniform. Her hair were tied up in a braid. She sauntered to the dining hall. The walls of the dining hall were painted in milky white, the walls were inscribed with European pattern. She made herself to be seated on the master chair which formerly belonged to her late father. Noorain served her breakfast. Her regular breakfast was prepared, a bowl of Caesar salad, fresh fruits and Espresso. After having her breakfast she dropped her little sister Samara to her Madarsa then afterwards she left from there for her school.

When she reached to the bus stand, she found her frenemy Sadiya there. She was staring at her. Azza walked confidently and stood next to her making Sadiya uncomfortable. Sadiya was Azza's childhood friend. They grown up together. But she was a disloyal friend. She used Azza for her purpose and after that she started to ignore her. Azza didn't liked her that kind of behavior so she dumped her. Sadiya was not only Azza's neighbor but she was her classmate too. After few minutes, the school bus arrived.

It was already monsoon, the sky was cloudy, the students of J.B. Diamond School runned to the classroom as the school bell rings. The students of class 12 were still roaming in the hallway. A girl named Sabiya was waiting for someone. "You're finally here. I was waiting for you from past 30 minutes.", She said. "Yeah, Sabbie. Why everyone one is gossiping in the hallway yet ? Class is already started right?", Azza asked. "Yep! Class is started but the teacher is not present. He's on leave and nobody's proxy is there so we've got a free class. Let's roast those three monkeys.", She giggled. "Woah! That's great. First lemme put my bag on my desk.", Azza suggested.

They made themselves to be seated on a bench in the corridor. There was a notebook and a pen in Azza's hand. She scribbled something into the book then she said, "Sabbie, how's it ? Are you ready to have a climax now ?" "Sure!", She said feeling thrilled. They both stood up from the bench and strolled towards the audio room. Azza adjusted her microphone and she spoke, "Good morning Class 12, I'm Zoë! You know I was bored so I thought to roast some brain rots from our class. Let's roast them in front of the whole class just because I don't like to do backbitching. Let's have some entertainment guys!" The whole class shouted excitingly. They all enjoyed her roasts. She was the campus belle of her class with tons of admirers and haters. "She's just an attention seeker. I don't know why others don't understand it.", Bhumi said annoyingly.

Bhumi was Azza's friend since from the kindergarten. They were deskmates. She was a good friend of her but soon she started to get jealous from Azza's popularity. The teachers always praised her. Her grades made her more jealous and the guy she liked seemed to be dating with Azza as they were very close to each other. Bhumi started to behave rudely with Azza and that was the end of their friendship. She joined Fiza who was Azza's enemy since from the kindergarten. Sadiya was Bhumi's puppet. Where Bhumi goes Sadiya is there. These trios always played tactics to humiliate Azza but it shows no effect on Azza's behavior or lifestyle.

The whole classroom was throwing applaud on Azza's roast. But those trios were downfaced. They were feeling embarrassed and furious. Fiza stood up and shouted, "Why are you roasting us ? Don't you have other topics except us ? Is roasting a good thing ? Dare to do next time I'll complain to Najiba Ma'am." "I'm roasting you 'cuz I want to. I do whatever I want and nobody can stop me for doing so. I've a zillions of topics rather than you but it was classroom's demand. The whole class thinks that you're fools. Roasting good people is a bad thing but roasting bad people is a good thing. I do it for entertainment and what I say in my roast is your mirror which you can't face. And go on to complain, I'm not afraid of anyone.", Zoë replied savagely. Fiza was speechless. Nobody could win against Zoë.

...11 December, 2008...

"Zaika delivered a boy. I'm over the moon today. He exactly looks like me. Come on Zayan don't cry. It's time to meet your little brother.", Zubair persuaded his son crying for her mother. Zubair Irani was a successful businessman in America. He was renowned for his textile business. He was raised in India and after that he settled himself in America. He carried Zayan and went to the ward number 306. "Papa, this baby is so small. He is too cute. Can I carry him ? Please...", Zayan requested as he saw the baby in the cradle. "Only if you let me help!", Zubair demanded.

The Iranis and Kanmis were very close to each other. Sarfaraz and Zubair were childhood friends. On that day both of them were blessed with a child. Zubair was blessed with a boy and Sarfaraz was blessed with a girl. Both of them were raised together. Zubair named his son Zuhair which means radiant and Sarfaraz named his daughter Azza which means female gazelle of Jannat. Both of them were admitted in a same school. This made them soul mates.

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...2025...

"Zuhair, shouldn't you be at the school now ? What are you doing on the terrace ?", Zaika asked angrily. "Mama, I-I-I was-", He stuttered as he couldn't find any excuse. "Mama, Let me tell you. Your son was feeling lazy that's why he didn't went to school today. He was requesting me not to tell you but I did because I would never lie to my mother.", Zayan revealed. "You brat! I'll talk to your dad. You're not listening to me anymore. Now have some breakfast. Silly!" Zuhair nodded, Zaika went downstairs. "Bro! I'll kill you. I'll tell your secret to mom and dad about having a girlfriend. I swear dad won't spare you. Mark my words.", Zuhair walked away annoyed.

"Mama, Papa I have something very important to tell you. It's very serious and you should know it.", Zuhair announced in the dining hall. "What is it you wanna say?", Zubair asked surprisingly. "Bro! Are you in love ? Who's that girl ?", Zehra asked excitingly. "Well... yeah it's about a girl but it's not me who's in love but it's our elder brother Mr. Zayan Irani who's madly in love with a girl named Benazir Zaffrani." "OMG! Let's welcome the wedding in our home. I should start shopping then. What do you say dad ?", Zehra was so happy. "What ? Where's he ? Are you sure he's dating?", Zubair wasn't believing his ears what just his son Zuhair said. "Of course! It's true. He even showed me her photograph. She looks beautiful. ", He revealed. "Call him downstairs. I want to talk with him. I won't spare him for doing this horrible mistake.", Zubair's face was incensed. He was so angry that he was almost gonna hit the table.

On the terrace, Zayan was scrolling his phone, he was sitting on a swing, smiling while chatting with her girlfriend, Benazir. When Zuhair informed about the mess which he created in the dining hall, he was flabbergasted. He was almost gonna smack his younger brother for doing this so, but controlled himself when he realized that he did nothing wrong. They both headed towards downstairs, imagining about the hurricane which they were going to face, especially Zayan. Zayan was trembling with fear, his body started to start heavily, his feet were staggering, his hands were shivering so badly that he couldn't even stand steadily. Zuhair held his brother's hand, he wanted to comfort him. Zuhair was regretting about the secret which he revealed to his family. He felt sorry for his brother.

"Papa, did you called me ?", Zayan asked nervously. "Yeah! There's something important which I have to tell you. And I guess you're aware, ain't you ?", Zubair taunted. Zayan agree with his statement. He adjusted himself on a chair. "So, since when you're dating with that girl ?", He asked. Zayan's face was highlighting his nervousness. He replied, "One year." His reply was brief. "What's that made you to date that girl ?", He further asked. "I guess her beauty, maybe...", He replied. "I don't want to talk more about this matter but before I've to say one thing to you that you can't date that girl. I know that you would like to know the reason and I have a solid reason for making you to do this thing which might hurt your feelings and that girl's. She's the daughter of Dawood Zaffrani who's my enemy and I don't want my son to get entangled with my enemies and since you don't love her so it's gonna be easy for you. I hope you would obey your father like you always did and if you're hurt I'm sorry. I don't have any issue with your dating affairs but date a girl who should atleast be eligible to become the daughter-in-law of Irani family. You may leave now." Zayan was listening what his father said and left.

He went to his bedroom, the room was neat and clean, the architect looked expensive. He laid down on his bed, he was thinking about having breakup with Benazir. What his father told him was correct he thought. Suddenly, his phone ringed. It was a notification, someone might have texted him, it could be Benazir. The text showed, 'Let's meet at Elegance Frappe Café. I'll be waiting for you honey. Wear something in white. Love ya.' He ignored the text. He was in a situation whether to laugh and cry. He decided to go. He thought that after today he would never meet her. He decided not to wear white so that he could signal her about their upcoming breakup. He left in his black Zenvo.

In the evening, Zuhair was playing loud music on his headphones. He was feeling bad for his brother. He was blaming himself about the statement which his father passed. He wanted to cry but crying makes him weak that's what he thinks. His phone ringed, someone was calling him. When he received the call, "Come to my home right now. If you won't I'll come at your's. Hurry up!", the voice said. The voice sounded of a girl which maybe extremely angry. He turned off the music, changed himself into decent clothes, applied some cologne over his body. The cologne smelled enchanting. He took the key of his bike and left. On his way, he thought what could be happened that the girl on the phone was sounded furious on the phone. He was bit tensed.

When he reached Al Balat, "Welcome Mr. Hydrogen Bomb! I was waiting you nearly about 40 minutes, I guess. You must be wondering why I called you in such a hurry, but first I want you to have dinner with my family because I know that you haven't eaten. I made you favorite Falafel Kebabs. Go first and wash your hands, you idiot.", the girl said. He obeyed her without uttering a single word. The girl for which he came all way along in a hurry was none other than her childhood bestie, Zoë. Since their family were friends from ages and they both were born on a same day, they shared a special bonding. Both of them grown up together and hence were too close to each other.

The dinner was lip-smacking. He always enjoyed the meal which Zoë cooked. Her food always tasted best. "What's that for you called me in a hurry ?", He asked surprisingly. He was on a bench in the garden. Zoë was beside him. "Why were you absent today in the school ? You didn't even informed me beforehand.", She interrogated making faces. "Is that why you summoned me ?", He asked annoyed. "Yeah! You know today I roasted those trios. Ah! You should have enjoyed a lot. By the way, tell me the reason of your absence.", She was curious. "Just because I didn't wanted to and don't bother me like that. I'm not in a mood to listen your silly stories.", He replied coldly. "Am I bothering you ? If you're not in a mood it's your problem. It has nothing to do with me.", Azza was frustrated.

"I'm sorry. If I had hurt you I apologise. You know I am a scumbag. I did something worst and that's why I'm just pissed off today. I'm sorry. I guess I should leave." He stood up and was about to leave but all of a sudden, he felt a soft hand holding his hand, the intention was to stop him for leaving. "You think that I would allow you to leave like this ? Tell me. What's the matter ? You don't have right to hide anything from me, get it. Come on now spill the beans out.", She questioned. Azza was always like this, she always talked coldly but, Zuhair was used to it. He narrated the whole situation. He always shared his feelings with Azza rather than his family members or other friends. He felt much comfortable with her.

"You should be happy for it. Why making fuss of such a small thing ? Stop overthinking.", She consoled. "Are you out of your mind ? I'm the reason for my brother's breakup. How I could be possibly stay calm ?", He argued. "I don't know why you're so foolish ? Benazir Zaffrani is the daughter of Dawood Zaffrani and Dawood Zaffrani is the enemy of your father Zubair Irani. Now, Dawood Zaffrani's daughter is dating Zubair Irani's son. Is it sounds appropriate ?", She explained. "But, both of them won't be happy. My brother's heart is gonna break into pieces just because of me. How can I digest that all ?", He interrogated. "You know both of them don't love each other. In a relationship where love doesn't exist is just a forced relationship. You should be joyed that your brother is free from that kind of relationship.", She clarified.

He seemed to be convinced. A relationship without a love is indeed a forced relationship. Whether it is forced by someone or ourselves. He realized his mistake that blaming himself was a bad thought and he should be feeling happy for his brother. "Do you love someone ?", He asked with curiosity. His eyes were gazing Azza's beautiful face. She looked beautiful even without putting makeup on her face. Her skin was so clear, spotless and smooth. "The word love doesn't exist in my dictionary. ", She replied. He didn't understand what she meant, so he asked, "Why ?" "Falling in love is a stupid thing that's what I think. Love makes you weaker and that's why I chose not to love.", She said. Her reply was optimal. "Do you ?", She asked. "No. But I would like to experience love.", He said.

"What kinda girl interests you more ?", She asked. "I don't know. I didn't give a thought about that.", He said. "I will always wish the best for you.", She smiled. "I'm lucky that I got a friend like you. Whenever I felt down you were always there to stand by me and guide to choose the appropriate way. Thank you Zoë for supporting me. I want you to support me always like you do now.", He became sentimental. "Okay now stop being full of emotions. I'm not running away. I'm here. Now go to your home and console your brother. Silly!", She said feeling annoyed. He stood up on the bench and waved at her while sitting on his bike.

"Good morning dear students! Today we're going to have a Chemistry class instead of Physics class due to the absence of your Physics teacher. So take out your books and I'll be taking your attendance.", Ms. Saiyed ordered. Everyone used to enjoy her class as she taught the students with fun. She took out the register from the locker and started to call out the roll numbers of the students. After taking the attendance she started to teach. Organic chemistry, bored each and everyone in the classroom, some of them were dozing off while others were whispering. "Azza!", She called out. Azza stood up from her seat and asked her for the reason for calling her out. "I just called you out just because I want to know that are you paying attention in my class or not. Now tell me. What is Carbylamine reaction ?", She questioned. "The carbylamine reaction is a test for primary amines in which a primary amine reacts with chloroform and alcoholic potassium hydroxide to produce an isocyanide, which is identified by its extremely foul odour.", She answered confidently. Azza has been always the straight-A student of her class. She always stood first whether it is in academics or extracurricular activities.

After the class handed, the students headed downstairs to get freshened up. "Zoë, do you understand organic chemistry too ?", Sabiya asked. "No!", She disagreed. "Then how suppose you were able to answer the question.", She said. "Zuhair told me the answer.", She stated. "Oh I see. I've a question for you to ask and I want you to be honest.", Sabiya said. "Sure!", She said without hesitating. "Are you dating Zuhair ?", She asked curiously. As soon as she asked her, Zoë's face turned red with anger. She clenched her fists and was about to hit her but then she just give up the idea. "Go and ask Zuhair.", She said and left to the classroom. Zoë and Zuhair were often been rumoured in the class. Students and teachers always gossiped about their dating affairs and when Zoë heard about that she felt ridiculous. She didn't liked when she was being rumoured with Zuhair. Whenever someone asked about their relationship she would punch their face so badly that some of them might get admitted in the hospital.

After the break, the students headed towards the Chemistry lab, where they would do some experiments with some harsh chemicals. "Today, you all are going to choose your lab partners. First, boys and girls get separated.", Ms. Najiba Saiyed commanded. The students followed the given instructions. "There are some chits in this box. In those chits, names of male students are written. I'll call the girls one by one and they'll pick the chit while keeping their eyes shut. Then they will reveal the name and after that the student whose name is written in the chit will be selected as the picker's partner. I hope you all may have understood the instructions which I gave. Any questions ?", She guided. All of them understood the instructions and one by one each and everyone chose their lab partners like this way. Sabiya was partnered with Ayan, her crush. Fiza was partnered with Mayank and Bhumi was partnered with Daksh. Sadiya was partnered with Juhil.

It was Azza's turn to choose her lab partner. She stepped forward and shut her eyes, her eyelids were as smooth as silk. The eyelashes were emphasising her beauty. Without hesitating she picked the chit wondering who might be her lab partner. What if she got that Rudra, the nerd or Shubh the rotten egg. She wanted someone with great sense of humor like Prince. Prince was good at chemistry and that's why she was expecting him to become her lab partner. As she revealed the chit, the bold letters in black stroked out, Zuhair. She was relieved that she neither got that nerd nor that rotten egg. She announced the name and went to her table with her partner, Zuhair.

All students stared them, murmuring and whispering in each other's ears. "I think they're fated. They look cute together. The School hunk with our campus belle. I think that I'm watching a K-drama.", A girl said.

"They share perfect chemistry, bro. I was dreaming to date my campus belle, but I guess she's not my destiny.", A guy commented. Zoë was ignoring their lame comments while on the other hand Zuhair enjoyed how the people talked about them. "The chemistry is perfect, right ?", He teased. "Do you want to die ?", Zoë yelled. "If you order I am ready to die, my majesty.", He mocked. "Zip it up! Focus on the class you idiot.", She scolded. He lit up the burner and kept the tripod over it. Zoë helped him out to put the wire gauze and flask. Then they dropped few drops of Suphuric acid and heated it. They were enjoying the practical.

Zayan was still thinking about the yesterday's evening. He was distracting himself by reading a book, but he couldn't think anything but the meeting at Elegance Espresso Café. "Bro, let's have dinner.", Zuhair said. "Weren't you bored at the school today ?", He asked. "No. The chemistry was perfect.", He replied thinking what happened at the chemistry lab. "You don't like chemistry, don't you ?", He asked surprisingly. "Yeah, back then I didn't liked chemistry but now it's my favorite.", He stated. "What makes you to like chemistry all of a sudden ? My guts still can't digest it.", Zayan said. Zuhair was attracted with Zoë. He was in love with her. But his love was one-sided. He knew that Zoë didn't liked him. Likewise, he was afraid to confess by thinking that his confession may ruin their long-lived friendship. He buried his feelings into his heart like a cadaver in the graveyard.

After the dinner both of them strolled to the terrace, where Zuhair convinced his brother to not think about Benazir. Both of them had a can of energy drink. At first their talks were related to Benazir but soon they started to mock Ayan, Zuhair's friend and classmate too. They were making fun of him when he accidentally put the cheat sheet into his blazer's pocket during their Math examination and the teacher caught him when he was putting something in his pocket thinking that it might be the letter which he might get from Sabiya. Ayan liked Sabiya, but he was not ready for a relationship yet. He first wanted to get settled in his life and afterwards he could give a thought about dating. But, he doesn't wanted to lose a girl like Sabiya.

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Today, a huge feast was prepared at Al Balat, the palace which was ruled by princess Azza Kanmi, the daughter of Sarfaraz Kanmi. All the relatives and friends were invited. Their main motive to prepare this feast was to collaborate with the Iranis to expand their business. Iranis were highly profiled in the business world. Their business was renowned and successful due to the use of imported fabric from Japan. The Irani International was vastly known in Asia and overseas. Since the collaboration with Iranis would benefit the Kanmis for their expansion of business. Everyone was dressed in the formal attire.

"Zubair uncle, why are you standing here ? Come and sit with us. Have some Kunafa which I made. You may love the taste.", Zoë offered. "Of course! By the way, I heard that you made Zuhair to like the chemistry subject. What kind of magic have you done to my son ?", He asked jokingly. "Well... It's not me it's his rotten brain which made him to like it.", She laughed. Zubair Irani always wished to have Zoë as his daughter-in-law. The way his son pays attention to her he had not seen paying attention like that to any other girl. "What do you think about Zuhair ?", He asked. The question sounded weird to her. She replied, "He's a good guy but senseless."

The guests were enjoying the feast while Zuhair was browsing his phone. "What are you doing on your phone ? Chatting with a girlfriend, huh ?", Ayan asked while his one hand was on Zuhair's shoulder. "I don't have!", He exclaimed. "Don't lie to me. I know that you are dating Zoë. Why do you pretend, bro ?", He asked. "I'm not lying. There's nothing between me and her. We're just friends.", He clarified. "Just friends or more than friends ?", He teased. "Ya! What do you want ?", He yelled. His voice was so loud that he almost caught the attention of all the guests. When Ayan realised that he made his friend angry he came straight to the point, "I need your help.", He said.

"How can I help you ?",He asked. Ayan was embarrassed to ask about the help. He was hesitating. "Can you find out that if Sabiya is dating someone or not ? With the help of Zoë. Please.", He requested. "Okay! Now you can leave.", He said getting annoyed of his presence. "Thanks bro! I will also help you to get together with Zoë.", He teased while walking away. Zuhair was bored in the party. He didn't enjoyed the company of Ayan today as he has been teasing him since after the chemistry lab. His brother, Zayan was busy with his friends. The girl whom he had been loving secretly is busy with her businessman partners. Zoë achieved a lot in such a young age. She's the only one who had been looking over his father's business after his death.

The party ended. All the guests had left the party. "Are you free now ?", A deep voice surrounded Zoë's ears. "Why you ask ?", She interrogated. "I missed you.", He said. "Zuhair, stop acting like baby. You're not child anymore. Your deep voice doesn't suit your cute accent.", She shouted. She didn't like to being with childish people. She was a mature girl and she enjoyed talking with the mature people. "Did you just said that I am cute ? I like the compliment. Thanks.", He appreciated. "Has someone told you why the rotten egg smells ?", She asked. "Nobody, I guess.", He replied. "Because, it soon gets converted into cute chickens.", She said in sarcasm. "Are you saying that I'm a rotten egg ?", He asked. "I didn't said that.", She answered and leaved.

Zoë always avoided Zuhair. She thinks that he is the fool. She headed towards her bedroom and changed herself into black pajamas. Then she sat on the couch which was kept near the large windows in her bedroom. She was thinking about Mr. Irani's question regarding Zuhair. She found something suspicious. She took a book from the table nearby and started to read it. While she was turning the pages of the book she found a photograph which pictured her and Zuhair from childhood. Zuhair was kissing his cheek in the photo. The picture made her smile. She recalled those old days when they slept together on a bed. At that time they were innocent. Both of them would tightly hug each other while sleeping. They both would often kiss each other on foreheads, cheeks or sometimes lips too. Zoë was feeling embarrassed by thinking all this random stuff. She took the photograph and put it back in their childhood album. There she watched more of their silly photographs.

After spending an hour watching their childhood memories, She finally decided to sleep. She put the album back into the study room. Then she laid down on her bed. Her mattress was too soft like a cotton ball. Thinking about random things, She finally felt asleep. She slept like a cat dozing off on her cushion in her luxury mansion. The way she sleeps would definitely make a guy fall for so hardly that he would dream about her while sleeping everyday.