PROLOGUE

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"I won't bite. . .yet. . .I promise."
He said with a teasing smirk.

Walking in the rain didn't sound like a bad idea. Naima didn't want to sit in a car alone with him.

As her luck was rare, the thunder clapped and she found herself racing into a practical stranger's car.
That wasn't the plan.

Naima looked at him weirdly after shutting the door. "Fine. . .but don't try anything funny."

"You have my word. I won't try anything. . . funny, Habiba."

She could have voiced her disapproval in his insistent need to call her Habiba. But there were much more bigger problems.

A bump in the high school hallway?
Cliché. . .I know.
But it did happen. And personally Naima hated clichés.

She was clearly going to hate him too.

But she didn't design life. No one did.

And Tawfiq had a way of sneaking up into people's lives if he wanted.

And he wanted to sneak into the one hijabi in his French class.

Things start not to match up with what Naima knows and questions are raised.

Everyone hides something from the world. . .
Even stars hide behind clouds on a cloudy night.

When the clouds move, will a beautiful starry night be seen or a dark sky with no stars?

As the saying goes, Nothing is really truly hidden...

Forget Disney and fairy tales.
For this is a whole different tale.

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