Siblings Bond

The day began on a good note. At Least it felt like it for Samira. A week, it has been a week since she last saw him. To her surprise, she found it alright.

Albeit the occasional discomfort and worry she felt inside, she didn't put too much thought into it. It was true that she wanted to make him happy.

However, the only way she could do that was if he was willing. She could never impose herself on others. She had her pride too.

It had nothing to do with arrogance. It was more of her respecting herself. She appreciated his honesty. Now that she knew he had someone already, she would be more careful.

Albeit the uncontrollable desire she felt of blatting out things, she could do it. She has to. Since she was in a good mood, Samira dressed in the traditional witch's style. 

The white dress she wore was bare exposing her upper shoulder and some part of her hand.Her perfectly molded chest fitted well in the front.