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EIRA

Eira's eyes fumed with anger. She scowled at the scene in front of her.

Why was he with this bitch? And did Faris know what Zaynab was upto? How did this even happen?

"That's the moving on I'm talking about." Ritika murmured and Eira looked at her in shock.

Why would Zaynab be with Virat? It didn't make sense at all. Her heart thudded loudly against her chest and her eyes had something different in them.

Up untill now, Eira had been thinking Virat's presence won't be affecting her anymore.

But this, this affected her for some reason. She had to get answers.

Eira's mind swirled with Faris' words about Zaynab. She's cunning and manipulative.

Faris had told her that Zaynab wanted to marry him, that she had flirted with Faris even when Ayesha was alive, she had even texted him the other day about how he should get with her instead. Was she playing a game here? But why?

Why would she play a game and involve Virat in it? Was it because she wanted money and Virat was rich? Or was it to get back at Eira instead?.

Everyone with a social media account knew the history that Virat and Eira shared. Did Zaynab know that? Was she doing this to make her feel some sort of way?

Was it because Zaynab wanted Eira to feel the same way she felt? Or was she just overthinķing everything?

Eira gulped and looked at Ritika who was staring at her with a curious look on her face.

Eira didn't say anything, instead she turned around to go find Faris.

She searched here and there for him before her eyes finally landed on his figure. He was stood around a crowd of men, all in suits and tuxedos.

The people around him looked at him with awe, grasping at every word he said. Faris was a dream, he was everything she had ever wanted and more? Then why was she so worried about Virat today?

'Tum kisi se jitni bhi nafrat kar lo Eira, agar wo insaan mushkil ya musibat main ho na toh insaan ko uski parwah zaroor hoti hai. Koi tumhare wujood ko jitna bhi khatam kar de, agar tumhain kabhi bhi us se sachi muhabbat thi na, toh tum uski parwah karna nahin chor sakte. Ye insaan ki fitrat hai.'

(Basically : No matter how much you hate a person, you can never stop caring. If you've loved a person long enough and even if that person has hurt your entire existence, you'll still care because that's human nature)

Eira remembered these words. Words that Reem had told her a very long time ago, at that time those words were mere words but today, they had a different meaning.

Eira took a deep breath to remain calm and then walked in his direction. She tapped his shoulder and waited for him to turn around.

"Can I talk to you?" She questioned, holding his elbow.

Faris frowned hearing the distress in her voice and nodded, he took her hand and both of them stood at a corner.

"All okay?" He asked her. His eyes filled with concern.

"Zaynab. She's here." Eira announced making Faris seem more confused than before.

"But I didn't invite her." Faris muttered.

Eira dryly chuckled.

"She came here with him. With-" She gulped again swallowing down the bile in her throat, -Virat." "She came here with Virat."

That took Faris off guard. What game was Zaynab upto now?

But at the same time, Faris couldn't care less about it. He didn't give a damn about both Zaynab and Virat. If they wanted to be together, they could be. Besides, Zaynab knew how to capture men, it shouldn't have been a surprise anyway.

"As intriguing as that is Eira, It's nothing to do with me, or us for that matter." Faris replied coolly. Eira was burning from the inside. And Faris acted so casual about it.

"But that's not the point. She literally texted you Faris about how you should be with her and now she's with him. Isn't that shady?" Eira argued.

Faris ran a hand through his hair. He didn't have time for drama. He had a party to get to, business reporters had been crowding him and he couldn't care about Virat and Zaynab when he was surrounded with his work duties.

"Eira. You're thinking too much. Who cares huh?" Faris muttered and then walked away leaving an already furious Eira alone.

She rolled her eyes at the couple that had caught everyone's attention. Boo freaking hoo.

I mean sure she wanted Virat to move on, but out of all the people in the entire fucking world, he had to go for her?

Besides, why did she even care? And why did she feel this way towards Zaynab, sure she had been rude but she hadn't done anything inappropriate with Faris to make her feel this way. That text wasn't even a big deal.

She suddenly felt tired. But she couldn't go back to the suite right now so she just sucked it up and walked back into the main area.

She straightened her spine and stood beside Faris. This affected her but she couldn't just act like that.

So she stood beside her husband, got comfort when he touched her waist and pulled her closer.

Faris hadn't told Eira anything but he had spoken to Zaynab. She had just smirked and told him that not everything she did was connected with him. Faris told her to not ask her for any financial help anymore, she had Virat. He was rich enough to fullfill her needs.

"Tell me him being with someone else isn't affecting you." Faris whispered near the shell of her ear. Eira shook her head urgently.

"It's not." She replied making Faris nod.

"Are you sure?" He asked again.

"Yes. Yes; it's not affecting me. I just, him and Zaynab are in the same area right? So I got nervous, that's all."

She responded, was it a lie? Not really. Just half the truth.

She left his side after that. She just felt like everything that was settled in her life was slowly getting disturbed. As if the silence was going to be taken over by a storm. Her heart felt restless.

She walked towards the ladies room, making her way inside when she felt a jolt.

"Watch it!" Eira snapped suddenly turning around furiously. A woman had bumped into her.

This day just kept getting better and better.

"Excuse me? You watch it."

Oh Great. Ofcourse it was her. This woman was like an evil spawn who had just entered her life like some satan. This stupid excuse of a female.

"You bumped into me on purpose." Zaynab responded, her voice was as snappy as Eira's. Eira chuckled dryly at this.

"And why would I do that? I have no interest in slamming against a trash." Her response got the reaction she wanted.

Zaynab's face fumed with anger. 

"What did you just call me?" She questioned. Eira smirked.

"Turns out you can't hear well too."

She replied

"Maybe I can't, but I can smell well and right now all I smell is jealousy."

Eira had two choices now. Either act furious and just say something loud and stupid or remain calm and respond to her comment just as snarkily.

She chose the second one.

"The same jealousy that I smelled on you back in Dubai?" She shot back. Zaynab rolled her eyes mumbling a whatever.

She was about to leave when Eira yanked her arm bringing her ear near Zaynab's.

"I don't know what game you're playing but I won't let you fuck with the people I care about." She whispered harshly in her ear and with that, she left the party.

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