Samar's POV

I quit it,Yes Mamma.I quit smoking because she is so stubborn,she never leaves my mind. Surprising enough that I left smoking because a crazy stranger asked me to.I am shocked Mamma ,how can a person have this much effect on me.

People try so hard to quit smoking but this girl made me quit it without saying a word.I was smoking since i was 17 and she made me quit it in a day.

Its difficult to understand what is happening to me,I cant eat,I cant focus on my work,i cant work out.I just sit and think about her.

I went to all matches in DES in hope of seeing her again,I search for every parking lot thinking maybe I will find her.I get distracted watching someone in hijab i mistake it as her.

Its been two weeks since I met her and i have replayed that encounter in my head a thousand time.I have her eyes in mine.Scared eyes.why was she scared I wonder.

Is it Love,No Mamma it cant be.Samar ibrahim would never let anyone to have that power over him.Yes Mamma ,Love gives power.Power to control you,menupulate you,hurt you.You loved dad,See what he did,he cheated on you,he taken your wealth,left you alone dying in depression.Love make you loose your senses and gives your beloved a power over you.

I would never give this power to anyone,specially her.That woman has so much effect on me,she has power to make me do whatever she want,if she would ask me to burn the world,Believe me I would not think twice.

Your Samar

I close the diary, the words still echoing in my mind: "I don't love her." It feels like i am convincing myself. I pack my bag for the morning flight to Turkey, feeling a mix of emotions. I'm not going there because I want to attend Ayesha's wedding; I'm going to escape and clear my mind off her.I think being alone in this apartment making me think of her but i always lived alone.Its not a new thing.

As I arrive in Kadikoy, nostalgia washes over me. Every summer, Mamma and I spend our vacations here, surrounded by familiar streets that bring comfort to my heart. This is Anneanne's(Grandmother in turkish) birthplace, her hometown.

Memories flood my mind: laughter and adventures with my mother's cousin's kids. Ayesha, now getting married, is one of them.

I arrive at the stunning Sofia Mansion, overlooking the ocean, and feel warmth envelop me. Anneanne hugs me tight, her eyes sparkling with love.

"It's been too long, Samar," she says, her voice filled with affection.I visited her in last summer from New York,.

Standing in Sofia Mansion, memories surge back. I've spent countless summers within these walls, laughing, loving, and growing.

I always cherish this place.it is named after my grandmother, Sofia Mansion represents our family's legacy.

I gaze at the Ottoman architecture, Byzantine and Islamic influences blending seamlessly, testifying to rich history.

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I stand at the same spot where Mamma would gaze out at the ocean at night, her favorite place. As I look out at the waves, my eyes well up with tears.

Suddenly, I sense someone approaching. I turn to find anneanne, her warm touch on my shoulder a comforting gesture.

"Samar, how long will you live like this?" Anneanne asks, concern etched in her voice. "Get married. I worry about you."

"I'm good, anneanne," I reply.

But anneanne's tone turns stern. "You're not. You don't talk to people, you don't smile, you always work. Don't you feel the need to be loved?"

Loved? I'm scared to trust people and anneanne talking about love. People are scary,hard to believe,just like my father,cruel.They'll hurt me, betray me, I think to myself.

Just as I'm about to conjure another excuse, Ayesha appears, radiant in her wedding dress.She is the granddaughter of anneanne's eldest brother.Anneanne lives here with her brothers and family.

"Guys, how do I look?" she asks, twirling gracefully.

Anneanne's eyes light up. "A princess."

Ayeshe turns to me, her smile expectant. "Is she right, Samar?"

I nod,"Yes, she's right."

Anneanne goes inside for something, leaving us alone. As she disappears into the mansion, Ayesha's gaze lingers on me.

We lean against the elegant railing, gazing out at the serene ocean under the night sky.

"I waited six years, Samar,for what _ arrange marriage.You should have married me after making me wait for 6 years." Ayesha tease.

She had confessed her feelings to me during summer vacation when I was studying in the USA,i came to visit Anneanne.I said I dont feel the same way and she respected my decision.We still have same relation where she teases me all the time.

"You just wasted your time," I say bluntly, avoiding eye contact. "I'm not worth waiting for."

Ayesha's tone turns sarcastic. "Shut up, you can't understand a loving heart."

I think to myself, "Yes, I don't understand, and I'm glad." A pang of pain resonates in my chest. I think of her again.

Ayesha breaks the silence. "Forget it, Samar. Did you buy a gift for my wedding? Don't tell me you forgot."

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It's the final week, and I step onto the court, adrenaline pumping. The crowd erupts in cheers, chanting "Basketball Beast!"

The referee tosses the ball, and I snatch it mid-air, making a seamless shot before anyone can react. The crowd goes wild.

Amir slaps his hand on my shoulder, beaming with pride. "That's what I'm talking about, beast." he exclaims.

I sprint towards the basket, focused on the score. As I leap into the air, my gaze locks onto a familiar figure in the stadium.

She's engrossed in a book, unbothered to the chaos around her. Wearing the same olive colored hijab.

It's her.

Time freezes. My body pauses mid-air, ball hovering in my hand. The crowd's roar fades into silence.

Rayan seizes the opportunity, snatching the ball from my grasp. He defences my shot.

Waleed shouts from a distance. "Samar, what happened?"

I'm still transfixed, my eyes glued to her.

I am distracted the whole time,my gaze are only on her.I want everyone to dissapear leaving me and her alone.I wanna see her,i wanna fill my eyes with reflection of her.

i am playing really bad,i have never played this bad ,never.I am convinsing myself constently that samar you cant affect your team like this do something i am trying but my focus is on her ,in stadium.

My team members are concerned,asking me is something wrong? I refocus on the game for my team but its too late for that,Rayan and batch 2017 overpower us,and they win.

I dont care about loosing,i only care about finding her.

The stadium is in chaos ,i am running towards her seat but fans surrounded me asking

Sign my jersey

Selfie,samar

I am desperate to find her

I brush them off from my way.

i storm to her seat but she is gone.

she is no where.

I look around but no, she has gone

Again

Dissapeared.

What do you think guys will Samar find Maryam.🤔🤔☺️

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