I Marked Her Mine - Chapter 113

4.5 years ago

“Mom, I will be fine! Stop worrying about me.” Shanaya, wearing denim jeans and a red tee, in her twenties, not elder than 21 with a little bit of fat on her body that would not place her in the ‘fat’ category, spoke on the phone while sipping the coffee.

Her tone gave nothing as she roams her free hand in her coffee coloured waist-length hair and her eyes full of sadness, loneliness and betrayal looked at the far end of the street, at nothing in particular.

It was mid of October, and she was standing outside one of the coffee shops in London. It was thirty minutes past six and the sun was about to set.

Her face lit up in a sad smile at something her mother said and, she replied to her”Mom, College is going fine. As for the rented apartment, I received a message from one of the house owners I met, and I am going to meet him now.”

Just like every mother in the world, her mother too was worried about her. It has been a month for her to live in London and attend university, but, her mother worries had not disappeared..

Stopping for a minute, she did not let her mother responds and continued” Now happy with my reporting” and smiled naughtily, a genuine one.

She adjusted her hair with now free hand and start walking, the phone still on her ears.

Ten minutes later, she was standing outside a small but beautiful single floor apartment. The trees surrounding it were magnifying the beauty of it and, the surrounding pf the locality was away from hectic and loudness, the exact thing she had always wanted.

Instantly, she knew she was going to like it and, she hoped it to be of her like from inside too.

“Mom, I will talk to you later.” hanging up the phone and putting it back in her jeans pocket, she took long breathes and walking toward the main door, she rang the bell.

The woman who opened the door was in the ’50s with the round face and two chins, wearing a violet top and black pant, her face lit up in a smile.

Shanaya’s eyes looked at her eyes without her consent, a habit she had developed over time, and observed her eyes beaming with happiness.

” Ofcourse she will be happy to see you, Shana. You will be giving her money if everything went good.” ignoring her sarcastic mind, she smiled back at her and enquired “Mrs Wilson?”

Shanaya continued when she saw Mrs Wilson nodding in yes “Hello, I am Shanaya, and we talk on the phone about your apartment.”

“Oh, yes, please come in.” grinning, Mrs Wilson invited her in, and Shanaya walk behind her, into the apartment.

Shanaya felt the apartment to be cozy rather than small, with two single bed placed horizontally with some distance between them, two cupboards at either end of the wall of the room.

Not like it was an issue for her.

“I guess someone is already living here?” glancing at the room, Shanaya could not stop herself from asking.

“Yes, but I think you will like her. She too is an Indian like you.”

The relief Shanaya felt on hearing the other tenant be an Indian was so much, she could not stop showing it by smiling.

She had no issues in sharing it with some locals, but she was just like others, who would feel homely interacting with the native of their country.

Only she hoped she would be nice. She really wanted some good people in her life.

“I like it.” thinking of all the things she needs to buy for herself for the room, she smiled at Mrs Wilson and moved toward the exit game, not before asking” When can I move in?”

A few minutes later, she had just opened the door to come outside when she sights a cute, 5’4 beautiful Indian girl wearing a black halter neck top and denim jeans, hair tied up in a pony, entering the ramp of the apartment. The girl seemed to be elder than her, three-four years at maximum.

Shanaya walks toward the ramp along with Mrs Wilson, thanking her for giving a tour while walking.

She stopped when Mrs Wilson, halts, on reaching the mid of the ramp and spoke to the girl “Hey Avni, meet Shanaya, she will be sharing the apartment with you.”

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