C H A P T E R 27

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A pious wife can make a poor man feel like the richest man in the world.

 A pious wife can make a poor man feel like the richest man in the world

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"What do you mean Yamir is coming on our trip..." Faye repeated.

"You have got to be kidding me," Amreen groans.

"I can't say I'm surprised-" Faye continues.

"....What is that supposed to mean?" I mumble, mouth full of overnight Oatmeal with Yogurt, Strawberries & Kiwi which Rachel made for me before she left with the same guy from the previous date. A guy I have yet to meet.

Its been around two hours since Yamir without a word dropped me off at the dorms from my parents hotel room.

Since then I prayed and spent time painting watercolored flowers on Rachels arms trying to distract myself from everything happening around me. Bodies are better canvases anyway.

Since then, Sakina, Dina, Faye, Amreen  (my high school best friends) and I started a Skype call to discuss if the trip is actually happening or not

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Since then, Sakina, Dina, Faye, Amreen (my high school best friends) and I started a Skype call to discuss if the trip is actually happening or not.

"What I mean is-"

"What Faye means is that- who else would your parents trust apart from him, right?" Sakina interrupts.

"Exactly!" Faye declared.

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