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ACT-19

"Hey, Zaira. Isn't Rayyan so cute?" I flinched at Hafsa's words, instinctively looking up from my lap, expecting to find him there, but was met with disappointment. A sudden burning feeling scorched in the pits of my heart but I extinguished it with a scoff.

"You mean a jerk? Or maybe delinquent?" I suddenly began to push my swing with greater vigour. Hafsa, unlike me was a direct cousin of Harris bhai. Her father Zubair Uncle, was the middle of the 3 siblings. Even so, I didn't particularly enjoy her company. Neither did other cousins, because of her annoying habits. I wasn't fond of her because she lied just to get her way. This bothered me more about her than the clinginess part. Yet, I felt bad about pushing her away like everyone else.