{Chapter 2}

My whole life was like a blur. A blur that i wished would clear up but nobody ever came to clear it up so i left it foggy. Stepping in the NYC air was like a dream. The endless chatter refreshing my mind. It felt so surreal but the catch is that it isn't simple.

They say that when you can tell your story without crying. You know you have healed. New york is my heal. My escape that i have never had

New York is a very expensive place to live in. So i decided that mid uni i will start a business. It was a normal business spending money to make wards at hospitals or private areas at a hotel that got me money. I had enough money to start investing to move away.

Instead of spending the money i got a NYC apartment. It had the New York view with a minimalistic tone to the furniture. For now it was perfect.

My interview was tomorrow. I felt more anxious than scared because it was hard to even get an interview. Instead of wasting my time i got ready wearing nude mom jeans, simple black top. Paired everything with gold jewelry to match my skin.

I walked into the food shopping ward and my eyes went immediately to the chaos in the section. My curiosity got the best of me abd went to check it out.

'Thirsty much' someone spoke out to me. I turn to see a beautiful young lady with brown hair cascading down her shoulders. She looked around my age.

'Tell me about it. Imagine fighting over a potato that was caressed by zain malik.' I replied walking near her to get a full view.' Aiesha's the name'

'Nice to meet you Aiesha. I'm leyla. Not to be creepy but your fineeee asf.'

'Your not one to speak. Oh well we gotta shake what our momma gave us right?' Walking away from the chaos we exchanged numbers as we finishes the shopping. She also mentioned an engagement party that her friend is throwing tonight and invited me. I agreed to go as it wasn't a late party.

I went home showered and put a pink nudish asian attire with gold essence, paired with nude heels and gold jewelry and got into my Audi R8 and drove to the location. As i enter the engagement party all eyes are on me. Luckily the self-confidence payed off and i notice Leyla and walk over to her.

'I thought you weren't coming for a second there.' She greets me with a hug.

'Wouldn't miss it.'

'So this is Anisa and Souline' she introduces her friend and my eyes fall on Souline her amber eyes so familiar and the outfit. I could tell it was her engagement party.

'Souline. Been so long.' I state after realising who it was.

'Right. I knew i recognised you.' She says still in shock.

Souline. Souline Akhtar. My best friend of many years. Since year 3. The one and only holder of my secret.

'You guys know each other?' Leyla questions.

'Yeah. Aiesha. Bestfriend since year 3. Long time no see.'

'You guys catch up. Come anisa lrts et food' leyla walks away while holding anisa and dragging her.

'So we meet again huh.' I have been waiting for this day.

'Don't even try. You got nothing on me Aiesha. We spoke about all of this before you left Birmingham.' She speaks up with her head down making no eye contact.

'You see that is where you're wrong. I hate a ton of shit against you. I coule ruin you with a flick of a finger. Don't forget that.' I reply as I feel my anger kick in.

'I see you. Your dreams crushed 2 years left Aiesha. You made a deal. The deal being your name will be known by the time your 25. Chop chop.'

'The audacity you have is quite the remark but Soul like i said my success is none of your business especially since you came to NYC just to watch me. So now watch and learn. Unlike you I don't release a best friends secret to a guy just to get closer to them. I suggest you watch how i do it since you copy my every move but it's fine since your always going to be behind me since you have to wait for my next move. By the way congrats on the engagement. Shit make sure your parents don't find out that you were dating him for 2 years before marriage.' I calm myself down and go grab a drink and hang around with leyla and Anisa till the end of the night.

Seeing her just made my blood boil. She is not wrong 2 years left before i am 25. I had to get shit done.