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Dinner has never been more awkward then  before. 

My uncles and their wives had all refused to come to dinner for the first time ever so it was just me, Zoya, Humna, Eshan, Zain and my parents. 

Zoya refused to look at me and Humna couldn't stop looking at me. I stared at my dinner plate which was getting colder by the second "Zaara, eat your food please." My mother said strictly. 

I ignored her and continued to stare. My father put down his fork and cleared his throat "We need to talk," He said looking around at everyone. I nodded and looked up at him for the first time. 

To make matter's short, he looked like shit. 

"Yes father, we do." I had asked Zoya what she meant ever since we came back from our place but she refused to talk to me which pissed me off even more. 

How many fucking secrets are in this family? 

"Right...so the reason...Uh..." He hesitated not knowing what to say. My mother opened her mouth "Your father is not abusive kids, he's just..." She trailed off too making everyone uncomfortable. 

I got up from my seat and smiled at everyone "Well, I have something to say," My parents stared at each other nervously while Zoya tensed. Humna tutted as my mother had taken her phone before dinner had started. 

"Zoya," Zoya closed her eyes and started breathing faster "You told me something very interesting yesterday, mind telling everyone here again?" Zoya clenched her jaw and glared back at me. 

"I can Zaara, but if I can recall better you also told me and Humna something very interesting, would you mind repeating it again?" I glared daggers at the bitch but I was worried. 

She wouldn't open her fat mouth would she? 

"No? Okay." She got up as well "Zaara know's that Ra-"

"ZOYA SAID I'M NOT YOUR REAL DAUGHTER!" 

I yelled out suddenly without thinking. Forks clattered onto the ground and my mother quickly got up "Who told you that?" She asked Zoya who looked like she had just eaten a toenail. 

"I-I overheard..." My father sighed and rubbed his forehead "Well, if it's already layed out on the table then we should discuss it." My mother shook her head "Dabir-" My dad put his hand up stopping her and gestured for me and Zoya to sit. 

With one last glare we both sat down and listened to whatever my father-well whatever Dabir had to say. 

"Yes, you and Humna are not my daughters." Humna's mouth widened "What?" She let out softly. My mother sighed and looked  everywhere but us "Yes...I had an affair with Zayan." I gasped "Our old gardener?" 

Zayan was an amazing gardener, he always talked to me and Humna gently and nicely although whenever Zoya was around he was a little bit harsh towards her. I always went to Zayan whenever Father had spoken ill about me or whenever he blamed me for shit I didn't do. 

 Father saw this one day and he fired him but now, it seems like there was a whole other reason. 

"I had Zaara with Zayan, and then Zoya with Dabir and then...Humna with Zayan again." We all sat in silence until Eshan spoke "And... what about me and Zain?" Dabir spoke "You both are mine." 

So that means that me and Humna were the odd one's out... 

"I tried to stop but... I fell in love with Zayan and..." My other stopped and sniffled. 

I couldn't believe this. 

Now I know why my father was always so harsh towards me and Humna. "I..I can't believe you." I said quietly. I stared at my fath- Dabir "Where is my father?" Dabir flinched "Zaara-" I shook my head "No, you're telling me that Humna and I could have had a normal life? We wouldn't have to be forced to work in movies and be famous?" 

My whole life all I had to be was perfect

Perfect for the cameras

Perfect for the guys

Perfect for everyone

I could have been Zaara. 

Normal Zaara

"Zaara he..." Mother stopped and stared at Dabir to continue "He died 4 years ago due to cancer." 

My world shattered again. 

My dreams of having a normal life shattered all over again. 

I could have been Zaara

Just Zaara

"Zaara and Humna, I'm sorry for not treating you nicely as I should have," Dabir continued "I would like to sincerely apologize and I would like for us to start over. Just us as the Martins, everyone here is my kid and no one is the odd one out." 

Humna bit her lip and then she mumbled "I can...I can try I guess." Dabir took a sigh of relief and turned to me "Zaara?"

I scoffed and got up from my seat. 

"You aren't my father yes, but that still doesn't give you a right to abuse my mother." And then I left the stupid family that isn't even mine.