Beautiful.
A word which brings a smile to a woman’s face. A word every girl likes to hear, especially when it’s coming out of the mouth of the one who is special to her.
Being beautiful is like a blessing for a woman.
But not for her.
She hates the word beautiful. She hates it when people look at her and say that she is beautiful.
Being beautiful is like a curse for her because of which she had to and will have to suffer all her life.
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Natalie’s POV
“Maria, are you done with packing the lunch box?” I asked her while entering into the kitchen.
“It’s almost done” she replied.
“Okay, I am in the living room. Come out once it is ready” saying this I came out of the kitchen and made my way towards the living room.
Almost an hour ago, I got a call from Cyrus’ secretary. He
