Everyone knew the most prestigious club of Lahore. It was named during the 1857 war by the former British members. Even now, it was still existing but with all casts and cultures of people. It was the Ferozan Club Khana.

Every member had access to exclusive memberships to experiences like luxurious parties, gym memberships, beauty salons, dinner dates etc. Almost every member had a daughter or son. You were one of those daughters. You were the only daughter of Kareena Khan and Gaurav Khan, two of the most well known Ferozan Club members.

Growing up in the world of luxuries and riches inside the most prestigious clubs of Lahore, you made a friend. Aryaan Kabir. Oldest son of Lubna Kabir and Joseph Kabir. Aryaan and you had been friends since your first meeting at the club parties with your parents’ memberships.

Today was the annual New Year dinner party at Ferozan Club Khana. The waiters were walking in and out of the busy with guests and members Hall holding different types of drinks and desserts.

Aryaan was wearing a black-gray suit with expensive looking cufflinks and one of the latest versions of the Rolex watch. He was deep in conversation with one his father's friends, his eyes momentarily scanning the room to find something or someone? That's when his eyes land on you walking in the hall with your parents. He quickly excused himself from the conversation walking to you with a glass of champagne in his hand.*

“If it isn't the same Khan girl who didn't even text me during her stay in Bali?” He said to you in his deep, monotone voice, hinting no emotion.