Hours passed, Irina and Amany were working on their respective issues.
Irina was busy with a series of meetings.
Amany had checked the rehearsal photos and was satisfied, really satisfied.
Now she needed to rehearse some songs.
An invitation had come up to collaborate with an important international artist, she couldn't miss the opportunity.
She also felt inspired to write songs, a small hobby, but she really wanted to be able to release something she wrote herself one day.
In the hotel there was a room with a piano, it was not used much and Amany could use it without worrying too much.
He was fingering a few keys on the beautiful piano, there was not a single speck of dust, perfectly clean and cared for.
She wished to have a piano in her house someday.
Well, in the future maybe.
She felt a little emotional since her conversation with Irina.
Future became a constant thought.
They were dating now, but Irina would be a mother.
Interestingly, the child's other mother was not only in love with Irina but would also live with her throughout the pregnancy.
Amany was still wondering why Lily insisted on this idea, she used the fact that she traveled a lot with her husband and it was almost impossible to properly monitor her daughter's pregnancy as an excuse.
She needed someone who was available 24/7.
Amany couldn't object, Bella was pregnant and Irina had already made up her mind about raising the child as her own.
Amany smiled slightly, she looked a bit stupid amid all that confusion.
But she felt a little happy knowing that a child was coming.
She would make a good stepmother.
Yes, she definitely would be.
The door to the room opened, which startled Amany slightly and made her look back.
Seeing who it was all she did was turn back to the piano.
"Why are you here?"
The person who had entered was the main reason for her irritation, you really have the courage to appear before me today after everything that happened.
"I heard the piano play and was curious... Not bad."
Amany ignored Bella and kept trying to concentrate on the piano.
"Here…"
Amany looked up and there was a hand outstretched holding a large cup of what looked like ice cream.
"What's this?"
Bella sat down next to Amany and snorted slightly, she didn't want to say so easily that she bought that to try and comfort Amany.
"I wanted two flavors at the time, but the strawberry one made me nauseous... Since I found you I'm giving it to you, take it or I'll throw it away!"
Amany laughed and ignored the hand in front of her and drank the other ice cream that was already almost half full.
"You bought tangerines... Delicious... Why should I keep your leftovers? Don't you think it's rude?"
It wasn't overly sweet, it was smooth and refreshing.
It seemed to go well with Bella's palate.
Everything she managed to eat and found tasty at every meal at the teahouse had hints of citrus.
Amany had noticed many things.
First, Bella couldn't stand anything that didn't have acidity.
The closest thing to something sweet was her strawberry tea, but even that flavor she struggled with after a few small sips.
Then she added a few drops of lemon and although the sweetness was slightly lost... Well, Bella managed to drink it without any problems from there.
Second, she wouldn't stop looking at her after a few pleasantries.
Amany didn't mind people watching her, it became routine, but Bella seemed to look at her in a very soft way.
She insisted on the idea of rivals, but why are her eyes so sweet?
At one point she stopped wanting to confront Amany and they were even able to talk in a friendly way until it turned out that she and Irina were going to live together.
Amany's mood plummeted dramatically and she was no longer in the mood to interact or offer any kindness to Bella.
This seemed to upset her somewhat.
Bella was beautiful and young, Amany felt a bit of an obligation to make sure she was okay.
Take good care of this child.
Well, Amany wasn't that much older compared to Bella or Irina.
But even so, she still felt older and responsible.
Bella liked to behave childishly and was even cute.
Now she wore an annoyed expression.
It seemed very obvious that she had bought that ice cream just for Amany, but she didn't have the heart to assume so blatantly.
"It was just a sip, if you don't want it I'll throw it away..."
A little irritated, Bella got up and was ready to throw the ice cream in the trash and leave.
But she felt her wrist being held by Amany.
Child, don't worry, I'm just bullying you.
"It's okay, it's still full... Where's your mother?"
Amany took the full glass and sucked some of the liquid through the straw.
It was a tasty strawberry milkshake.
Amanda liked it.
Bella also drank some of her own milkshake.
Her mother had given her such a headache, who knew that day would be so chaotic. "She went out with my dad to a business dinner."
Amany nodded and handed her glass back to Bella.
The ice cream was melting and that would make a big mess wetting her hands and consequently the piano.
Bella didn't think much and just held her drink.
Mainly because Amany was staring at her from a really different lie.
A little angry, a little funny.
Okay, you're really pissed off.
Yes, I can understand.
Bella felt strangely guilty, after all I was supposed to be happy.
I will be alone with Irina and I will have countless opportunities to win her over.
But the more Bella thought about it, the more frustrated she got.
"Are you happy moving in with Irina? You might get what you want so much."
Bella denied it, she wasn't happy.
I'm definitely not happy.
Happy is something I'm not.
Well, she really wanted Irina, but not in that way.
Have some kind of pride and win your girl over by your own charm.
"You're really mad, right? I didn't know about my mother's plan... I found out that time with you..."
Amany smiled and looked down at her cup which was still held by Bella.
"Can you hold mine while I play?"
Bella rolled her eyes, she was already holding it.
But it was nice to see some smile on Amany's face.
She always looked pretty when she smiled.
"I'm already holding it...Will you sing something for me?"
Amany denied it, of course I won't.
Why should I?!
"I don't think you deserve it, why should I sing you something?"
Bella made an annoyed face.
"I'm still single, you're beating me..."
Amany snapped, I'm dating but you have a bond for life.
"You are going to have a child together."
Bella was speechless... Well, she was right.
So was she winning? Maybe that was a 2-1 score.
But Bella didn't feel like she was winning.
"..."
Amany smiled and took another sip of her drink that Bella was still holding.
The two were so close that Amany could smell Bella's perfume every time she sipped her milkshake.
She smelled like jasmine.
Bella tried not to look at Amany too much, but she had a face with smooth lines.
Smooth and gentle.
Heavens, she could even see Amany's cleavage every time she bent down.
Why was she suddenly looking at other women's chests?!
She turned her face away abruptly, but now Amany could see the red ears.
Cute.
Bella assumed, maybe she really had the upper hand.
"Maybe I'm winning a little..."
Amany nodded, you're winning, but it's not like that bothers me.
She fixed her posture and finally chose a song that would be fine for Bella to listen to.
It was one of her album songs.
Bella would be the first person to hear it besides the producer and some of her label owners.
"Listen and tell me what you think."
Bella watched Amany strum the piano.
She definitely had long fingers.
"...♪"
Amany wasn't the best person on the piano, she was still learning, but her songs she had mastered.
It was her life project, how not to learn?!
She wanted to be a part of every tiny process, to create every single detail.
She loved it and did her best to make it work.