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\u201cI\u2019m sorry things changed between you and your brother because of me. I promise, I never wanted to make things weird. If I could\u2014\u201d She cut me off, her voice rising again. \u201cWhy couldn\u2019t you just wait? He could\u2019ve done things the right way. Brought you home, introduced you, had a proper wedding! But you rushed him\u2014\u201d This time, I cut her off, steady but firm. \u201cBadr was forced into marrying me, but not by me.\u201d<\/p>\n

My throat tightened, but I pushed through. \u201cI admit, I should\u2019ve fought harder when my grandfather suggested it. But I\u2019m only human. We\u2019re all selfish sometimes. My choices were to marry a man twice my age or marry Badr\u2014someone I already knew. Allah gave me a way out, and I took it. I didn\u2019t plan for this to happen, but if I had the chance again, I\u2019d still make the same choice.\u201d Her glare faltered.<\/p>\n

She blinked, lips parting as if to speak, but no words came. The anger in her posture wavered, her arms loosening ever so slightly at her sides. I stood, walking toward her until I was directly in front of her. My voice softened. \u201cI\u2019m sorry, Hana. For the way things have been with you and Badr. He doesn\u2019t like it either, but we can make it easier for him\u2026<\/p>\n

and for ourselves. Even if we can\u2019t be close, we can at least be civil.\u201d Her frown lingered, but her shoulders slumped. A sigh slipped out of her. \u201cI didn\u2019t mean to make you cry,\u201d she murmured, voice smaller now. I rubbed the back of my neck, smiling sheepishly. \u201cI know. I just\u2026 So much happened the past few days, so much changed, I got overwhelmed. Your family is so beautiful, and I wanted to be part of it.<\/p>\n

But then I realized maybe I\u2019d never be accepted, and it hurt. That\u2019s why I broke down.\u201d Hana\u2019s brows pinched. She lifted her gaze to mine, softer this time. \u201cYour family sounds mean,\u201d she said bluntly. \u201cI can\u2019t imagine what that must be like.\u201d \u201cIt\u2019s complicated,\u201d I whispered.<\/p>\n

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For permission requests, write to the email asmaugm@gmail.com This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author\u2019s imagination or used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Cover design by Abderrazak Agoujil Imprint: Independently Published First Edition: [February, 2026] OceanofPDF.com Dedication Dedication For the women who placed their hearts in the hands of Allah, And the men who fear Allah enough to protect it OceanofPDF.com Epigraph \ufd3f…\u0650\u0650\u0628\u0627\u064e\u0645\u0652\u0644 \u0652\u0639 \u064f\u0631\u0648 \u0646\u0651\u064e \u0647\u064f\u064e\u0648 \u064e\u0639\u0627 \u0650\u0634 \u064f\u0631\u0648 …\ufd3e.<\/p>\n

\u201c… And live with them in kindness.\u201d \u2014 Qur\u2019an, An-Nis\u0101\u2019 (4:19) OceanofPDF.com Prologue Badr\u2019s POV \u064e\u0641 \u064e\u0628\u0639 \u064e\u062f \u064e\u0644\u062d \u0650\u0638 \u0650\u0643 \u0627\u0644 \u0623\u0631\u0646\u0648 \u0644\u063a\u0627 \u0650\u0646 \u064e\u064a\u0629 \u064e\u0648 \u064e\u0644\u0648 \u064e\u062a \u064e\u062d\u0644\u062a \u0650\u0628\u0646\u0648 \u0650\u0631 \u0627\u0644 \u064e\u0651\u0634\u0645 \u0650\u0633 \u064e\u0648 \u0627 \u0652\u0644 \u064e\u0642 \u064e\u0645\u0631 After your gaze, I shall never glance at any enchantress Even if she adorned herself with the light of the sun and the moon. \u0627\u0627\u0644\u0646\u062f\u0644\u0633\u064a \u0627\u0644\u0628\u0631\u0627\u0642 \u0627\u0628\u0646- Past I was flung terribly far back in my seat, my mouth widening into a yawn, eyes already soft with sleep.<\/p>\n

The teacher kept talking, a steady stream of words that stopped meaning anything the moment they reached me. I hardly got two hours in last night. There was an itch in my skull that said just one more, just one more. I tried to focus, but without it I couldn\u2019t, and that thought sat on my chest like a stone. I have always been an A student, but without that edge, I would fail. I can\u2019t afford to fail. My hand went into my bag.<\/p>\n

I felt the cool shape of the pill and felt the floor of my resolve set itself around it. Then a voice stopped me. I sat up straight, as if posture could sharpen hearing. Instead my vision sharpened. My eyes landed on one bright thing in a room of gray: orange, so clean it looked lit from inside. A dress, a woman in an orange dress and a cream hijab. She was the only color that belonged where it was, like a little sun in a dim classroom.<\/p>\n

I wanted to see her face, but she sat in front of me, turned away.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

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