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The Selection
'In a palace full of rivals only one can win his heart.'
Inspired by Kiera Cass's The Selection.
Chapter Two
Introduction
It had been two days since we got that letter and my appi had already made up her mind that all of our problems were gone forever.I never thought that I can ever refuse her for any thing she wanted from me but this thing was different and I wouldn't even go for it in a million years.I was stubborn but she was no less.She had already decided that she would send me off to The Royal Palace in Delhi no matter what.
My family was already sitting on the dinning table when I entered the room.
'Will it kill you,Zoya?; My appi asked glaring at me.
'Please just say yes,please.'
'Appi,I filled in the form only for you and never thought I would get selected out of all the ladies in our Punjab, but now that I am one of the 28 ladies I can't afford to take this risk at all!'
My Jiju cleared his throat 'Zoya,don't worry about it at all.It's your decision and we-
'Are you out of your mind,Anwar?' my appi shouted.
'Relax,Zeenat.This is not your or mine decision,this is Zoya's.'
'What do you think I don't care about Zoya's future,you think I am doing something wrong ?'
This has been going on and on for the past 2 days,and I was getting sick of this.But deep down I felt guilty as well,the most compassionate couple were fighting with each other just
for my sake,for my future and here I couldn't make up my mind.
'Appi please knock it off!' I finally shouted when I couldn't take it anymore.
I got up immediately and ran to my room,ignoring the words my appi and jiju were saying to stop me.
I sat on bed and took that letter out again to read it one more time,hoping the words would have changed
To Zoya Farooque,
Thank you for filling in the form,
The recent census just confirmed that you are selected and are one of the 28 ladies who have an upcoming opportunity to honor the great nation of India.
Our beloved Crown Prince Asad Ahmed Khan is coming of age this month and he hopes to to move forward and with a partner,to marry a true daughter of India.
one woman was selected randomly from each province,and gladly you are the one chosen from the province Punjab.All the participants will be held at the lovely Royal palace in Delhi and will one or two will be eliminated by our prince as the time passes the last one left would be the one to marry our prince.It will completely be his choice.We will love to have yo-
I couldn't take it any more and crushed the paper without reading the last line and threw it harshly in the bin.
Why would I go to their house? Why would I marry a person I never met or even saw?
Yes,I have seen his Mom and Dad the great King and Queen on television a few times
and I didn't like any of them,they didn't care about our nation or the poor people who were starving.
I sighed loudly I knew there was no way my Appi would care to even listen to me,she is surely going to win sooner or later.I have to prepare myself for this.I just can't go away from my family,my friends and most importantly my home.
After a few hours of sitting on the bed staring at the wall I finally decided that I will go to that freaking Royal palace and will be first one to get eliminated,I will do all the crazy things to make the Prince dislike me.After that I hope my appi gets satisfied with my rejection.
There was no way he is going to choose me,I was sure the other 27 women must be much prettier and richer than me.
I had average looks.Dark brown hair,jet black eyes,pink rosy lips and my figure was curvy but definitely not something attractive.I was now looking at myself
in the mirror.I saw myself one last time in the mirror and then left to pack my bags.
I chuckled there is no way he will like me.But I still had this question roaming somewhere in my brain
'What if he falls for me?'
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