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What will you do if the truth that you know is a lie? How will you cope if the person you love is forbidden? How will you accept if the person you trust is the devil? Will you continue the current path or will you turn away? Will you run or will you face it? When Ayesha is in the middle of crisscrossing destinies, she is forced to take a step. A step that will either sweep her in turbulent tides or in ravishing whirlpool of trials where the ending is never known.

Merging Destinies

            The girls were stunned and silence occurred. Then, after unlocking the cubicle, Ayesha opened the door and went to one of the sinks to wash her hand. When she finished, she looked at the girls through the mirror and questioned them.


            "Why did you stop talking? Are you only brave to talk about someone behind their back?" she smirked and proceed to exit the room. Unfortunately, she used the farthest cubicle. Because of that, she needs to pass by them to reach the door.


            Suddenly, one of the girls blocked her path with her arms crossed across her chest. 


            "What do you want?" she menacingly asked.


            "Nothing. Just looking closely at what a whore looks like" the woman replied.


            Ayesha placed her right palm on her waist and put all her weight of her right leg. She looked like a model posing for a camera.


            "If you wanted to see a whore, why are you looking at me? Shouldn't you look at yourself in the mirror?�� she confidently questioned.


            The woman who blocked her has a blond hair and fair skin. She looks beautiful but jealousy is taking away her beauty. She was at the top spot of the most beautiful women in the campus until Ayesha took her spotlight. Yes, she was angry at her because of that but what made her angrier is that Ayesha is more beautiful than her even though she's not wearing make-up. She's really jealous of her smooth skin.


            Pushed by her built-up anger and jealousy, the blond-haired woman raised her hand intending to slap her but her fingers were slightly curved which will scratch Ayesha at the same time. 


            Ayesha was ready for this drama and counter-attacked by grasping the woman's wrist tightly. She was taller than her so there was not much force in that slap. After securing her grip, she pulled the blond-haired woman closer to her and whispered,


           "Don't challenge me. I don't know how to back down."


           The woman was about to use her other hand to grab Ayesha's hair when suddenly, the comfort room's door opened and a professor came in with a shocked face.


          "What are you doing? Having a catfight?"


           Before the blond-haired woman's companion could squeal, Ayesha beat them by saying, "No, this is not a catfight. We are just exchanging beauty regimens. Aren't we?" she directed the question tp the blond-haired woman. Seeing that she is not responding, she tightened the grip on her wrist.


          "Y…yes. We are just exchanging beauty secrets" she stuttered after feeling the tightening grip.


          "You better be" the professor crossed her arms across her chest.


          Ayesha let go of the blond-haired woman, excused herself to the professor and exited the comfort room.


Chapter 23: Not a Catfight