Jinn
“What the hell?” I shrieked once I got into my bedroom to find that it had been decorated in a romantic setting. There were scented candles, Champaign, rose petals and lights all over the place. And truth to be told, the very sight of it was suffocating me.
The beep on my phone pulled my attention out of this mess.
‘Hope you liked the decorations. Have a great night!!’
So it was all Alana’s doing and why wasn’t I surprised at all to know it? She is such a hopeless romantic and took me to be like Zayn. How do I tell her that this is not like any other arranged marriage?
I am forced to spend the rest of my life with the woman that I despise so much. I would never be able to like her and even the idea of liking her was enough to boil the blood in my veins.
I cannot expect A
