Shaira's POV

"Hello?" I whispered and waited for the response on the other side.

After exactly sixty seconds, yes I counted seconds,  it was getting too much for me, her heavy voice, thick with emotion filled my ears.

"Hey," she said and then silence surrounded us, like thick fog obstructing the view.

Taking my own sweet time, battling with every word that I was thinking of using against her, I finally said the words which I dreaded, since I promised Ayaan, I had to do this for him and partly for myself. "Ahem, I guess we should talk,"

Clearing her throat, mumbling something, she said in a surprising tone, "Is everything alright honey? I know we should talk and pardon me... but I wasn't expecting this coming. You don't know Shaira, and certainly you won't believe it but this is the best news I have heard early morning! Today is indeed going to be a special day for us. "

She exclaimed, rambled, happily. I could feel her happiness the way words rolled out of her mouth. My chest tightened, deep down I was happy too, I always thought I wasn't enough for my mother,  that was why she left me, but hearing her satisfaction, knowing  how thrilled she is, is changing something inside me. Maybe Ayaan was right! Maybe we both can figure out something! Maybe, maybe.

I wish I never got to know about the woman who gave birth to me! From the past six months my life seems like a roller coaster, one after the other, things are happening,  and I am not getting any time for myself! 

"Did you talk to Olivia." Her voice snapped me back from my messed up life thoughts.

"Ahem, no, I figured it's your call, whether you want to tell her or not! I don't want to jeopardize what you two have. Although if she would know that we are step sisters it will be easier to be around her. I feel so guilty, knowing I cannot tell her who she is to me! She already feels like I am more like her elder sister and if she will get to know that this is indeed true, I don't know what her reaction will be, but whatever happens she will be so damn angry with you! I don't want that, already I was ignominious for you,  I don't want to stress you...." I stopped mid sentence, realizing what I just did.

For what the hell reason was I talking to her so freely!  Like everything is normal between us, why I was feeling so comfortable for a moment, it was like I was talking my heart out with someone who knows me so well.

"That person apparently is your mother!" My inner voice taunted me. She knows where to nudge me.

I shut her up and let the silence flow which was thick with tension. I was listening to her ragged breathing, like she was still expecting me to say something, shit! Why, why I couldn't control myself!

Argh this is getting out of hand now.

"It's perfectly fine if you don't want to tell her about your illegitimate daughter, I completely understand. "

"No no, it's not that Shaira, I do want her to know she has a sibling She always fretted for. It's just I need some time honey. I know I don't deserve it but please can we meet? I want to tell you things which I never told anyone, can you that for me? " She implored, taking me by surprise.

By the gravity of her words, I was melting from inside. Without even thinking about what I am doing, I heard my own voice which sounded foreign to me, "Okay."

I kept my phone on my chest, my heart was beating wildly, I tried to be as normal as I can be but it was difficult, that was when Ayaan walked in, looking engrossed in his own chain of thoughts.

"Is everything alright? " I asked keeping the phone on the table and filled a full glass of water for myself.

"Yeah everything is okay, you look Different, is everything okay with you? " he asked crossing his taut hands across his chest.

"Ahem, yeah I am fine" I lied don't know why! But I didn't have it in me to recall everything which just happened.

"Come here." He said opening his Arms for me.

Immediately I took two long strides towards Him and hugged Him, inhaling his cologne. It felt like I was home again. His arms draped around my back like a duvet, I felt complete and every thought that was troubling me was now gone.

"It's all going to be fine" he whispered into my ears, his breath fanning my neck.

"How do you know, something is troubling me?" I asked although I know, my face has become so expressive from the moment he came into my life,  he reads it like a book.

"I know you" I wanted to hear these three words from him. Like an ointment it was working on my heart, mending everything.

"Shaira, I met my dad today. Tia made me meet him,  tricked me by saying she wants to talk to me but when I got there, I saw him.  I wanted to run from there, but I couldn't." He stopped searching for more words.

His body went rigid,  exuded tension so much that I could feel it, his grip tightened on me but I waited for him to complete his sentence. When he didn't, I squeeze his back to let him know it's okay, he can tell me.

"He knows that we are seeing each other,  he knows everything about you, even who is your mother and father. He wants to meet you." He said but I stopped listening when he said his father knows about my background, who my mother is and more importantly who my father is!

"I don't know why he even cares to know about my well being! It just wants me to hate him even more. Now, he wants to see you. He invited us to the dinner today, in his house." He continued without knowing my inner battle,  with so many emotions dangling in his head, his grip on my back was taut, his restrained voice told me he wanted to say something but wasn't saying anything.

It was indeed a good news that his father wants to see me. But the thoughts that were running in my head weren't making it easy, I was hyperventilating and snuggled even more into his arms, knowing I will feel better. Thinking as rationally I could,  raising my head to see his handsome face, I looked at him.

"Ayaan, it's okay. I am glad that we are going to meet him. Don't take tension. Things will work out. Just help me with today's outfit and it will do." I said kissing his chin making him smile.

It wasn't like I was not stressed, meeting his father whom he claim to hate, was knocking the air out of me but I didn't want him to think I was scared or stressed. I wanted him to relax, if we are together we can face anything.

While I was thinking about all this, I realized how much faith I have in us,  how much I am attached to Him,  and what if his father doesn't like me? What if he hates me for taking his son away from him,  what if there is nothing but misunderstanding between us?

"Shaira, I know you are as worried and scared as I am. But overthinking will not do any good. It's better if we start thinking about what you should wear tonight." He said raking his hands through my hair. Massaging my tensed muscles, why he knows me so well?

"Because you let him break your every wall " nudged my conscience and this I ended up agreeing with her.

How could I not let him get close to me, everyone has given upon on me except him,  he did hurt me but his love can overpower that hurt,  his honesty overpowered that suffering, and I am grateful that out of all people I am with him.

"Shaira, let me see what you got in there." He said walking towards my closet, before i could argue, he opened my cupboard and started looking through my clothes.

Can this be anymore embarrassing!

After fifteen minutes of hustle and bustle, scrutinizing almost every pair of clothing I owned, he finally stopped seeing a off white Brown color boat beck one piece which reached below my knees and is tight fit, hugs my body in all the right places, accentuating my curves. It's indeed the perfect outfit for today, decent yet classic enough to rock this evening.

"You know, we should go for shopping once and for now this will do. Yeah, one more thing I for forgot to ask you,  do you want to move in with me or do you want me to move in here?" He asked keeping my outfit neatly on the bed.

"Umm, if you don't have problem can you move in here? This house is special for me and we do have memories here. Please." I said trying to gauge his expression and taking all my tension away he smiled coming towards me,  holding me by my elbows, he kissed me on my forehead.

"Your wish is my command. I will shift all my things by the end of this week " He whispered in my ears so sweetly which made my knees weak.

Get a grip Shaira!

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