"Being feminine is not being weak,
I can do the things you were never meant to seen".
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Author's POV
She dusted her hands with napkin chewing her last bite. Tara poured water for her in another glass. Sliding it for her to drink. She saw it with peripheral vision but ignored the sliding glass. Standing up she slides her bag and signaled Waqas to hurry up.
He noticed her ignoring Tara's efforts for her. Shaking his head at her actions he stood emptying his coffee and grabbed his bag and car keys before sprinting behind her.
"You are been too hard on her." he commented sliding in the driver's seat, starting the engine.
"You don't know what I know." muttering under her breath rudely she slides down the tinted glass window letting the cold air hit her face.