Unlike the typical romantic stories and films, there was a love quadrangle in my love story. Is a love triangle less complicated that I had to deal with a love quadrangle! And that was the most interesting, abnormal and complicated thing that extremely compressed my feelings inside my heart and made my chance to express my emotions even worse. Just think, how difficult could a love quadrangle be for a 17-year-old girl to deal with. In the quadrangle there were me, my NB, his dear Bitchy Wife and the greatest problem, there was my other cousin Molly. She is also NB's cousin just the way I am. They both are so beautiful from the outside, but the devil is in the details. Now let's observe each of the four angles of this strange love story.
First, you all must get to know me. I'm Raya, a seventeen-year-old girl who is ugly, fat and always suffering from insecurity and depression. I have trust issues and hate betrayers. The two things I fear the most are BETRAYALS and LOSING THE LOVED ONES. I never find myself beautiful. I don't know what actually being beautiful feels like. I often used to imagine if he would ever marry me. I wear Hijab and I am fatty and bulky. So it was hard for me to compete with the other two girls on the block who had slim body shapes and silky long hair. People say, "LOVE IS BLIND; LOVE DOESN'T CARE ABOUT HOW YOU LOOK AND WHAT SIZE YOU ARE!" But that time who would make me understand this? As I said, I had huge insecurity about my appearance. I was really afraid of losing NB. I am an intuitive and gregarious person. Speaking about my flaws and blemishes, I completely forgot to tell you about my hobbies and talents. I love singing, playing the guitar, writing songs( Only for and about NB), poems, stories, novels etc. I have a creative mind but was that sufficient for me to beat the slim-trim and dreamy girls?!
And talking about Molly, my cousin, she is just a beauty. I mean she's all that a man gets attracted to. So I thought NB would also. She was my toughest competitor as she was of my age. We were compared a lot. I might have talent, but she had beauty. We're complementary to each other but with different choices(Except for choosing NB), characters and opinions. She would do melodrama a lot for wooing NB and his parents to get the pass into his life. In a nutshell, Molly tried to twist their arms. She helped me in some things about NB and I pretended to help her as well. 'Cause we were "FRENEMIES." It was not that I was deceiving her, I was only keeping my secrets about NB and my feelings for him away from her knowledge as I knew that she might do harm to me. Molly is like always planning of raining on my parade. No one knows her true colours better than I do. But I never do any harm to her as I believe, what comes around, goes around. I kinda doubt her when she's good to me, 'cause there's no such thing as a free lunch.
And nothing much to say about the other girl, his dear wife(Now ex-wife), 'Cause WIFE IS WIFE! After all, a wifey has full rights over her hubby. Though NB was married the time I fell for him the first time, he hadn't brought his wifey on his holidays as they were in a so-called, almost divorced relationship. NB's wife is a British like him. So I struggled quite a lot to tackle with her. I even tried to catch the British accent only for my NB to make him feel comfortable with me. You know all I did and all I do was and is for my love, NB.