I had to wake up early the next morning, I felt as if I had a hangover from last night. It all felt as a dream, and I was going through a mixed emotions phase. I was now officially his and he was mine, we are meant to live our lives together till death do us part.
I started getting ready as Mohammed would pick me up by 12PM and would take me on a surprise date as he stated.
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It was 12PM and he was right in front of my house, I picked up my Celine bag and went down to his car. He came with his all black G65, I expected him to get down the car and open the door for me but he just rolled down the window and said "Halla" (Hi).
We headed to Dubai, our first stop was La Petite Maison for Lunch. Over lunch something got over Mohammed and he started talking about the day he saw me in London sitting with Rashed.
Mohammed: How is your fashion line going with that guy?
Me: Oh I stopped designing.
Mohammed: Aha
Me: It was a hassle and not a good time to start.
Mohammed: Start a fashion line here on your own.
Me: Will see how things go.
Mohammed: Who was that guy by the way, how did you meet him?
Here my heart stopped and I had to make up a believable lie.
Me: He is the brother of one of my classmates in university, she told me that he is looking for someone to start a fashion line with.
Mohammed: Ah okay... next time when you meet with a guy you should take one of your brothers or sisters with you. Just so people won't get the wrong idea.
I felt as if he was sending me a hint that he felt we were on a date together in that restaurant, but I had to act as if nothing was going on. So i just agreed and tried to get the focus on him while we continued with our lunch.
After lunch he took me shopping to choose some outfits for him and myself for when we go to London for his work, he made me feel that I was officially his wife...
The whole day was great I really enjoyed being with him and not for a second did I doubt my decision... Until I got home that night and got a message from Rashed which said:
"Congratulations, I hope you haven't taken a decision so quickly as me and my family were supposed to come to ask for your hand in marriage during this week. I am in Abu Dhabi, please let me know if you would like to meet."
My hands were trembling I was so nervous and irritated that he would go this low and send me a message saying that, even though he knew I was now off the market. I immediately deleted the message, in an attempt to hide every trace of Rashed.
I started getting ready as Mohammed would pick me up by 12PM and would take me on a surprise date as he stated.
___________________________________________________________
It was 12PM and he was right in front of my house, I picked up my Celine bag and went down to his car. He came with his all black G65, I expected him to get down the car and open the door for me but he just rolled down the window and said "Halla" (Hi).
We headed to Dubai, our first stop was La Petite Maison for Lunch. Over lunch something got over Mohammed and he started talking about the day he saw me in London sitting with Rashed.
Mohammed: How is your fashion line going with that guy?
Me: Oh I stopped designing.
Mohammed: Aha
Me: It was a hassle and not a good time to start.
Mohammed: Start a fashion line here on your own.
Me: Will see how things go.
Mohammed: Who was that guy by the way, how did you meet him?
Here my heart stopped and I had to make up a believable lie.
Me: He is the brother of one of my classmates in university, she told me that he is looking for someone to start a fashion line with.
Mohammed: Ah okay... next time when you meet with a guy you should take one of your brothers or sisters with you. Just so people won't get the wrong idea.
I felt as if he was sending me a hint that he felt we were on a date together in that restaurant, but I had to act as if nothing was going on. So i just agreed and tried to get the focus on him while we continued with our lunch.
After lunch he took me shopping to choose some outfits for him and myself for when we go to London for his work, he made me feel that I was officially his wife...
The whole day was great I really enjoyed being with him and not for a second did I doubt my decision... Until I got home that night and got a message from Rashed which said:
"Congratulations, I hope you haven't taken a decision so quickly as me and my family were supposed to come to ask for your hand in marriage during this week. I am in Abu Dhabi, please let me know if you would like to meet."
My hands were trembling I was so nervous and irritated that he would go this low and send me a message saying that, even though he knew I was now off the market. I immediately deleted the message, in an attempt to hide every trace of Rashed.
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