It was evening, and the house felt quiet. Anaya sat in her room, trying to write on her laptop, but she couldn't find the right words.
Suddenly, she heard dad call out, "Anaya, can you come here?"
His voice was as calm as ever.
Anaya walked slowly to the hall. Dad was on the sofa, with Mom sitting quietly next to him.
"Have a seat," Dad said.
Anaya's heart raced a bit faster.
Something big seemed like it was about to happen.
After a brief pause, Dad continued, "Some people are coming over tomorrow... to meet you for marrige."
When she heard this, her phone slipped from her hand.
For a moment, it felt like time had frozen.
"Marrige "
The word lingered in Anaya's thoughts. It felt as if someone had suddenly changed her life's direction.
Dad spoke gently, "It's just a meeting. Nothing is set in stone. I just thought you should know."
Mom glanced at Anaya for a second before looking away.
Unable to respond, Anaya retreated to her room and sat on her bed.
Her mind buzzed with countless thoughts.
"I've just taken my first step toward my dreams."
She recalled when her dad encouraged her: "Don't stop writing. If you truly love it, keep going."
But now there was talk of marriage... Why is everything moving so fast?
That night, she couldn't sleep at all.
Her diary lay on the table. She positioned herself in front of it.
She picked up her pen and stared at the empty page for a moment.
Then she began to write:
"Can a girl lead two lives at once?"*
*One - what her family desires.*
*And one - what her heart craves.*
Anaya understood that her father wasn't against her dreams.
But having stability mattered to her.
And for her...
Dream.
To be a writer.
To share her story with others.
To make her voice heard.
Just then, her phone buzzed.
She opened the Story app.
The views had gone up.
And there was a new comment:
"Your story feels very real. Can't wait for the next chapter."
Anaya felt an unusual calm wash over her.
Some stranger looked forward to hearing more of her story.
She wrote another line in her diary:
"Perhaps dreams stay alive until we decide to let them go."
After some time, the door opened.
Mom entered the room.
"I thought you were asleep," she said softly.
Anaya smiled faintly and asked, "Mom... can I ask you something?"
"Of course," Mom replied.
"What if I don't want to get married right now?"
Mom paused for a moment before sitting beside Anaya on the bed.
"Your father means well; he just worries about your future," Mom explained gently.
Anaya showed Mom her diary.
As Mom flipped through the pages, surprise flickered in her eyes.
"You write so seriously?"
"Hmm," Anaya replied quietly.
Mom then asked, "Does your father know?"
"He know I enjoy writing... but maybe they don't realize this is my dream."
Silence fell between them for a few moments until Mother said simply,
"we will need to tell his someday."
Later on, Mom added, "You should get some sleep now; it's late."
The mood at home that morning felt a bit different.
Mom was busy tidying up the house.
Dad was on the phone, chatting with someone.
Anaya stood on the balcony, gazing out at the city below.
Everyone else was caught up in their daily routines.
Meanwhile, Anaya faced a big decision in her life.
At that moment, she understood something important.
The toughest choice in life is when both sides involve your loved ones.
Later in the afternoon, she opened her laptop and began to write the next chapter of her story.
It felt like a character was expressing her own feelings. It truly did.
A girl...
Who wasn't fighting anyone but was simply looking for her place in the world.
She kept writing.
And as she penned her thoughts, she came to a realization—
Perhaps writing gives me strength.
As evening approached, her mom called out,
"Anaya, it's time to get ready."
Anaya's heart raced .
She glanced at herself in the mirror.
Today wasn't just any day; she was about to meet someone special.
Just then, the doorbell rang.
Mom opened the door wide.
Dad gave Anaya a look that showed less strictness... more understanding.
Anaya took a deep breath and walked towards the living room.
But one question still echoed in her mind—
Will Anaya be able to make choices for her own life?
And now...
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