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Tera rang hai khila
Main raat ik tanha
Tu chand sa mila
Haan tujhe dekhta raha
Kisi khaab ki tarah
Jo ab saamne hai tu
Ho kaise yaqeen bhala.I never understood what people meant when they said they 'lost their breath' at someone's beauty... until now.
I honestly don't know how all these feelings fit inside me... my heart beats faster just by looking at her tonight
It's like she is a dream I'm afraid to wake up from.
I can't stop noticing every little detail - the way the dress flows, how it brings out her eyes, the gentle way her hair is styled ,is she even real?
How can someone be this perfect?
Jesus ,What she is doing to me.?A sudden voice from outside the room breaks the moment, making both of us turn to look
"You haven't introduced your girlfriend yet"
After hearing her voice i wraped my arm around her shoulders possessively and said with a confident smirk.
"Yeah Mom, meet my girlfriend, Elena."
Her expression freezes, her eyes widening in shock as she looks at the two of us. She stares at me for a long moment, taking in my cold expression and the way I'm protectively holding her.
She came closer and finally bothered to speak.
"Hello Elena, I'm Rose Williams
And you're looking absolutely beautiful. "Elena greeted her back with a soft smile.
She looked at me.
"I'm happy for you son."
After saying this
She turned and walks out of the room, leaving the two of us alone once again.As she left Elena shouts at me, her anger and frustration boiling over.
"Why the fuck did you tell her that we're dating?! Do you have any idea how complicated you just made things?"
she sighs, rubbing his temples in frustration.
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