Dinner for Two,Tears for One
Zαc's թօѵ
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She’s annoying. Loud. Stubborn. Infuriating.
But…
She’s also hardworking. And I hate that I notice.
Still, the mystery remains—why can’t she work overnight? Always the same excuse: headaches. Like clockwork.
I don't ask. I don’t care. Or at least I pretend really well.
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
“What now? Lost in thought again?” *smirks*
Zac Smith(ML)
“Just plotting how to snap your neck in ten easy steps.”
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
“Lala~ Can’t you at least love my papa?”
Zαc's թօѵ
What even is that question?
He shove her aside—not gently. Her foot lands under His. YES INTENTIONALLY...Perfect accident. Her stupid anklets jingle again. HE hateS that sound.
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
“OWW! You idiot!”
She rubs her foot, glaring at him from the floor.
Zac Smith(ML)
“Whatever.” Zero guilt given.
Zαc's թօѵ
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I start cooking. Not for her. Never for her. I want her to watch—watch me being good at something she sucks at.
Today’s dish: naan and paneer makhani. Because if I'm going to torture her, might as well do it with flavor.
Soon the aroma wraps the kitchen like temptation. Ayesha stares at the food like it’s her long-lost child.
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
“You’re making this just for you two?”
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
“Can I—”
Ayesha Mukherjee(FL)
“Seriously? You're starving me now? That's next-level evil.”
Zac Smith(ML)
“Good. Let’s keep leveling up.”
Αվҽsհα's թօѵ
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If I scream now, I’ll get another headache. But if I starve, I’ll definitely get one. Ugh. I know him—Zac “CEO of Cruelty” Smith. I’ve seen him make interns cry and managers resign.
Fine. There’s only one option left: ORDER FOOD you cutie Ayesha...
Zac Smith(ML)
“Emma! Dinner’s ready!”
Emma races down. Her eyes sparkle when she smells the food.
Emma Smith(ML's Sis)
“It smells like heaven exploded!”
Zac Smith(ML)
“I made it.”
Emma Smith(ML's Sis)
“Yayy!” Looks at Ayesha “Ayu, come eat!”
Emma Smith(ML's Sis)
“Zac, don’t be mean. She’s your wife.”
Zac Smith(ML)
“And you’re my only exception. I’ll do anything you say… unless it involves her.”
Ayesha sighs and starts ordering the exact dish he made, just from an app.
Αվҽsհα's թօѵ
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Copycat much?
I don’t care. He sit and eat with Emma. She eats slow, eyes darting between me and Zac.
Me watch them like they're on a cooking show I wasn’t invited to.
My food’s still 30 minutes away.
Zαc's թօѵ
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I finish up, wash my hands, and retreat to the only place I feel sane—my room.
Lock. Silence. Finally.
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Why am I living like this? Sharing a house with a woman I didn’t choose, married because of a damn contract.
She’s not my type. She never was.
Because… I already loved someone. Lexi.
Yeah. That name still shatters me.
She was soft, quiet, and strong in ways Ayesha never will be.
Four years ago, I stood at her hospital bed.
She smiled like dying didn’t bother her. Told me to forget her. That she didn’t want me waiting for someone with one foot in the grave.
She had cancer. The rare kind. I tried—God, I tried.
But she left anyway. Just like that.
Then Ayesha’s mom showed up with her business deal.
I signed. Too numb to care.
And now? I’m married to a woman who jingles when she walks and bites when she talks.
Song's Lyrics With Meaning
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Tumhari tasveer ke sahare mausam kayi guzare (I've spent many seasons with just your photo)
Mausami na samjho par ishq ko humare
(Don't think that my love for you is seasonal)
Nazaron ke saamne main aata nahi tumhare
(I may not be there in front of your eyes)
Magar rehte ho har pal manzar mein tum humare (But you're always there in my mind)
Khairiyat poocho kabhi toh kaifiyat poocho
(Ask about my well-being and my situation)
Tumhare bin deewane ka kya haal hai
(Try to find out the condition of this lover without you)
TO BE CONTINUED
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