Mine To Be Called ✓

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Daneen shook. "I am having the same feelings. Guess, coffee will be fine for now. I am just very tired after such a long flight and just need to relax."

Andaleeb giggled. "Same thoughts sis. Well lemme grab a shower and then we will have our coffee. For now, just have a cozy time here. We will discuss our picnic spots the next day."

Daneen touched her shoulder. "Sounds fair. I'll ask for coffee."

The bathroom was also glamorous like the rest of the room. The walls were tiled by white color and the vanity was marbled. She entered the shower cubicle and let the hot water soothe her tired body and sleepy mind.

Once she was back in the room, her coffee was there too. As she took the sis of the delicious and hot coffee, her mind again wandered to Aurang and her life. She wished she would be able to do that. Leaving her family, her dear sister, her home, and this lavish lifestyle for the one she loved. She would be betraying them. She would be constantly living with a lie that she was interested in this engagement with Mohid when in reality, none was true. She would flee from her house as a bride and this would bring defamation for her family But in front of her love, nothing else mattered anymore.

If she had accepted this life, she would never have remained happy. For her happiness, she had to sacrifice everything else.

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Their trip to America was going impeccably incredible and fun-filled. The next day they visited Houston where Zaroon lived to meet his family. Now it was the fourth day since they were here. And they daily went out for a perfect day out where they explored different places and monuments.

This morning, when Andaleeb woke up while feeling a heavy headache and a bit of sickness surrounding her. Perhaps the walk-in snowfall from yesterday did the desired effect. She recalled as soon as they reached their hotel, she was sneezing and her nose started running. Temporarily her condition got better after having a cup of hot tea but now as she woke up, things became worse.

She was practically shivering and her body was hot. Daneen who came from the balcony after taking a handful of selfies raised a brow seeing her pale like this.

"What happened to you?" She worriedly asked, sitting beside her.

She shook her head but a sneeze followed defying her lie. "The last night's walk got me, Dani. I think so I caught a cold."

Her sister gasped and put her palm over her forehead. "You are very so hot to touch. Should we see a doctor? Zaroon must know some local doctors from here. Let's see a doctor."

Andaleeb closed her eyes monetarily and even her eyelids felt heavy. "No, I am fine, Dani. I'll get better in a while."

"You don't look like. I can't risk your health like this. Just look at yourself in the mirror. You look so pale and sick," Daneen told her.

"You have a date with Zaroon and you got anxious because of me," Andaleeb commented, an amused curl surrounding her lips.

A pink shade crept over Daneen's cheek. "It isn't a date. He just wants to meet me. That's all."

She laughed and even that sounded strained. God, why go around the city in just a loose sweater when the weather was forecasting snowfall? It was definitely her mistake. "Well, that's the other way of calling a date a date."

Daneen remained quiet at this and she for a moment thought about her blush over Zaroon's mention. Her sister was happy with this arranged marriage. But she was never happy with this idea even when she wasn't seeing Aurang.

Pushing back every thought aside, she focused on the thing at hand. "Don't worry about me, sis. You should enjoy yourself. Go with Zaroon. He must be looking forward to the da-- meeting."

"I can't leave you like this, Andi. You aren't feeling well. I'll excuse him that I can't come today. We can go some other day. It's not as important as you right now," Daneen murmured, taking out her small bag where she always kept a first aid kit and other medical things in case something happened. She got a thermometer out and gave it to Andaleeb. Her fever was high as expected.

"I am calling Zaroon," she quickly muttered and before Andaleeb could react, she was really doing so.

On Daneen's insistence, she really headed for the doctor's clinic which Zaroon suggested. As anticipated, she had caught a cold.  The doctor prescribed her some medicine and bed rest for some days.

The following night, as they were having dinner, she talked to Daneen. To days managed to make her feel better with the help of medicines and rest.

"Yesterday I listened to you and went to see the doctor and now you have to listen to me. You are going to meet Zaroon tomorrow morning. I am not hearing otherwise." She folded her arms over her chest.

Daneen stopped chewing the delicious beef meet balls spaghetti. "But you?"

"I am fine, dude. Don't make him wait," she uttered in concern.

Daneen sighed but nodded anyway. "I'll try to come back quickly."

She squeezed her hand. "Just enjoy yourself. I'll be fine. No danger will see its way through this hotel room for me" she cackled in the end making Daneen smile too. 

Little did she know what danger the same thing would be bringing for her in the near future.

  

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