LIFE IS AN OXYMORON. - BOOK

CHAPTER 1 - HATE THAT I LOVE YOU. (FINAL)  

She gazes through her reflection in an opalescent mirror, a hazy memory, as an intense argument pursued, in a warm effervescent hot environment, Sara comes to terms with her lover, his hair the scent of  coconut, sweet passionate  aroma. He came down slowly from the stairs, wearing a beige knee high short and a black shirt. The scent of an expensive male oriented perfume was surrounding the air. He was the height of a typical bear when ready to prey on its surroundings. His height was as tall as a normal door frame, his head almost hitting the nook of the kitchen door. He tipped his head as if he were an ostrich, but reality struck his interest. He was told about a girl wearing monochrome white and black stripe trousers and cropped top that was below her waist, was waiting for him at the door. To discuss the outcome of their venomous relationship.  He took a quick glance from the corner of his eye. But was filled with curiosity and bewilderment. He took a closer look at the door from five meters, his eyes waiting to unwrap her identity. He gently places his immaculate hands on the edge of the handrails of the golden staircase, slowly making his way towards the shimmery staircase, and here she is standing at the door wearing a beige scarf tied back the form of a chefs bun.  As she gently placed the shorter part of her scarf towards her chest. Stroking the lilac beads and playing with the front of her curled-up hair to help calm her nerves since it has been two years since the last time, she saw her lover turned egoist. Just as she was about to leave, she saw him making a call. A range of emotions persisted, she did not know whether she should cry, try to talk to him or jump up with joy to see his precious smile. Trapped in her thoughts, like an isolated cold prisoner. Hearing her best friend at the time who told her to come to his house to discuss this issue, she decided the best thing to do was to talk to one of his friends Risaa to try and negotiate how she felt about her resentful lover.  She and Adam lived together as roommates except their rooms where apart from each other, but it was still in the same house.  

A few years back not too long ago when Adam and Sariyah were eighteen, He told Sariyah about his house, but he did not go into immense detail as she expected. A blurry vision in her chaotic mind but now she is finally coming into terms with Risaa, her lover's friend. She calmly explains, "Oh, my name is Sariyah and I came here to see Adam", "Hi, I think, I recognise you from before, Risaa responds. "Really?"

To be continued…