She'll always be beautiful
Beautiful! Even the word beautiful would be too less to describe the woman in front of him. But why was she not happy? Why her eyes that usually shone with life and mischief were suddenly filled with sadness and fear. Fear of what? He furrowed his brows as he thought about the various reasons that might upset her. Tanveer? Was she upset about Tanveer? No that can't be, she wasn't even present in the photo shoot. Unknowingly he walked towards her. She looked down and took a deep breath. It's about time! She thought.
She slowly made her way towards him. Keeping her gaze locked on his she lifted her left arm and slowly took off the dupatta revealing the charred skin beneath. She closed her eyes too afraid to see his horrified look. She heard a sharp intake of breath and she couldn't control her tears anymore. Never had felt so exposed before, she wanted the earth to engulf her. No, she wasn't embarrassed of her scars, they have been a part of her life for as long as she can remember. She was embarrassed of showing them to him! The man who evoke such strange feelings inside her.
She slowly opened her eyes and saw him stare at her right arm. She could see the unshed tears in his eyes, he looked in pain, he looked like he felt her pain. No, they were just tears of pity, he pitied her! She turned her head and began to cover her arm with her dupatta again but he stopped her.
When she pulled her dupatta away he saw it, he saw the proof of the amount of pain a 3-year-old must have felt, he saw the reason for her not wearing his gift, he saw the reason behind her sadness. He hadn't even realize when he gasped at what he had seen. Her entire right arm was burned, burnt to such a degree that it still looked fresh. His vision blurred as tears formed in his eyes. Her eyes were closed. Why? Was she embarrassed about her scars? He was busy staring at her arm when she saw her try to cover it up again. No! Not today Zoya. All you've been doing is hiding them. Not anymore! With these thoughts he held her hand, stopping her from covering herself.
He gently raised his hand to caress her scars. The skin felt rough nothing like her cream satiny skin but he didn't care. Tears continued to flow down her cheeks. He slowly wiped off her tears and shook his head as if asking her not to cry. She looked down at her arm which was held by him and closed her eyes.
So this was her fear! Fear of being rejected because of her scars. He wanted to tell her that he loved her, and he loved each and every part of her, even these scars. He tried to show her through his eyes the depth of feelings he had for her. Maybe she understood his hidden feelings, maybe she read his mind and she smiled at him. She smiled! He could never understand how she could smile when there was clearly so much pain inside her heart. Just when he thought he couldn't love her more she would prove him wrong.
Her smile made him smile. This was the Zoya he admired, this was the Zoya he fell in love with and he would make sure she always smiled like this. Scars or no scars she was still his same bubbly, feisty, messy yet adorable Zoya and he would always love her for that.
The End!
A/N ' and heres yet another drabble by me! I saw many writers on the forum writing about the scar thingy and I felt even I should try my hand at it! I realized I'm better in writing drabbles then stories so should I discontinue writing OS/SS/FF *wiggling eyebrows*😆😆
dedicated to - ANKIE!🤗
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