Sometimes words aren't enough
-Lemony snicket

Ayesha's pov.

With Monday comes work and stress. Not that I am complain about it because work stress always makes me forget about the events of my life, hence giving me relief.

I frowned looking at the mess before me. I have been trying to look for a decent dress to wear as I would be working with Ahaan in his workplace from today for the next one month.The reason for my distress.

It's been a week since Ahaan called me up asking for a divorce and after that I haven't heard from him. Maybe he is having second thoughts because Rinoz has said yes to an alliance. Even I am having a little hope that maybe we can have a future if we try at least.

Shrugging off all the unwanted thoughts, I finally decided to wear a peach top with white palazzo pants. I keptt my hair open and applied a little bit of makeup to look presentable.

Satisfied with myself, I picked up my mobile from my side table and placed it in the handbag. Closing the door of my room I walked downstairs to be greeted by my family on the breakfast table in the front yard or more like a garden. It was a tradition for us to have our breakfast in the small table in the garden, talk about our plans for the day and then retire to our respective works.

I walked to my car, after saying my salaam to my parents and brother, starting it to life and riding off to my destination.

I reached the office building on time and went towards the receptionist.

"Yes, how may I help you?" The receptionist asked.

"Hey. I am Ayesha Khan. I am supposed to work here for this month on a project. Can you guide me to Ahaan Ahmed's cabin?" I said.

"Sure ma'am. Go straight and on your left you'll find the lift. Ahaan sir's cabin is on 25th floor."

"Thank you" I smiled.

I entered Ahaan's office with an absent mind thinking about how I have to meet him everyday starting from today.

"Don't you have some common sense of knocking before entering someone's cabin?" Ahaan spat, bringing me out of my revival.

"I...I am sorry, I wasn't looking" I answered back feeling guilty.

If it was old Ahaan he would have ignored this but fate.

"Come on bro, it's Ayesha" That's when I noticed Affan's presence in the room.

He and Ahaan are partners.

"Ahaan, could you please sign here" We heard a seductive voice of none other than Miss Victoria who entered without knocking.

Affan rolled his eyes on this making me snicker which earned both of us a glare from Ahaan.

"Sure, where" Ahaan was calm, not hyper like before when I came inside without knocking.

It looked like the knocking thing was only for me, his so-called unwanted wife.

"Victoria, take Miss Ayesha to her workstation" He ordered not even glancing at me.

Victoria nodded at him before we headed out. She then introduced me to my colleagues that I'll be working with and went away. We then indulged in an informal introduction session before we all resumed our respective works. Time ran by and before I knew it was lunch break.

"Are you joining us?" Rabiya, one of my co-workers asked.

Not having any reason to deny, I nodded and walked to the canteen with her and the others in front of us.

We all took our respective seats and they all kept talking about everything and anything in the office and their lives, while I was just sitting there not knowing what to do.

I spotted Ahaan, Affan and Victoria walking into the canteen with Ahaan smiling at something Victoria had said and Affan was busy scrolling through his phone.

I averted my gaze feeling something weird in the pit of my stomach. I don't know why but I guess I am regretting my decision to work here. I can't look at him daily knowing that Rinoz has agreed to marry someone else and that we have a chance but he won't co-operate. Knowing full well that he will ignore me like a plague or make me feel like I don't exist.

"You know Victoria and Ahaan sir were college friends and there are rumors that they were college sweethearts or something like that" Reha said looking at me.

An unknown feeling of jealousy erupted inside of me. I just "Ohed" at her information and looked down, as if my hands were the most interesting thing that time.

"Oye! Waha chal " I looked up at Affan who was now standing beside me at our table.

I looked around to see Ahaan and Victoria have now settled down at the far end. The girls at my table were looking at Affan with dreamy eyes while some were looking at me with wide eyes. Guess they all have a major crush on him. I laughed internally at the fact.

"Nahi, I am ok here" I assured him. He rolled his before pulling out of my seat.

"Zyada nakhre mat kar" He stuck his tongue out and dragged me to where Ahaan and Victoria were.

Victoria smiled at me politely making me reciprocate her actions while Ahaan just ignored me. I tried to ignore the fact that he was not even acknowledging me but after a certain point it was irritating and I hated the fact that he was all cool with Victoria. I could sense Affan giving me looks as if asking what happened between us.

"I have to use the washroom" I whispered to Affan and he nodded.

Not sitting there for another second I ran towards the washroom and washed my face, getting rid of the unshed tears that had brimmed in my eyes. Once I was sure of myself looking presentable, I wiped my face and walked out to see almost everyone was back to work. Not seeing any reason to go back to the canteen, I walked towards my workstation and started my work again.

"I hope I haven't called you here to fool around." I frowned hearing the rude voice and looked up to see Ahaan standing in front of me with a scowl.

"Sorry? What do you mean?"

"This is how you report to your boss, Miss Ayesha. It's past the time to submit the report and you are nowhere to be seen in my cabin. I guess if this continues then I'll have to cancel the deal with Nikhil with a bad remark for you" He spat.

I looked around to see everyone was looking at us, me with pitiful eyes. I pushed back the traitor tears that were threatening to fall anytime now.

"Here" I pushed a file towards him. I was barely 5 minutes late and he is overreacting.

"Ahaan why are you creating a scene? She is only five minutes late for God's sake and don't forget who she is, she is our friend" Affan said as a matter of fact.

"You know I don't like informal relationships in the workplace" Ahaan muttered and walked away with the file.

"I need a leave" I informed Affan and without waiting for a response walked out with my bag.

"Ayesha" His calls went unheard to my ears as I walked as fast as I could. I just want to get out of this place. It's suffocating me now.

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