Aaina X Zaydaan
Her eyes scanned the luxurious grand Hall, full of considerable advisors, republicans, members of the Prime Minister's cabinet and a few other considerably important people. She observed the fancy lights and the well decorated hall, suitable for an official state visit. Nothing seemed imperfect and yet she felt so uncomfortable.
If it weren't for the men sitting right by her side, she would have been in a much worse place.
She hated the feeling of the grey lens in her eyes, almost feeling like a stupid i***t for wearing them at such an important event.
She wanted to give a vibe of modern- traditional Pakistani woman but she only now realised that the lens were a little too much.
Zaydaan liked it though, she knew that because he wouldn't stop staring at her through the
