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She Is My Hayaat

She Is My Hayaat

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Chocolate and Peace By hayatiofparadise Completed

I walked down the white hallways filled with the smell of bleach and chlorine. The lights above were too bright, too luminescent. I can't think. I can't look straight. I can't breathe. Everything was blurry. I touched my cheeks and felt tears cascade down to my chin. My steps faltered. My heart wouldn't stop beating out of my chest.
          "I'm sorry Nouran." She had looked at me sadly, eyes filled with emptiness.
          No, no, no. What am I going to do? What am I going to tell him? Him. Izhar. I can't breathe.... Allah.
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Assalam u alaykum v rehmatullahi v barkatahu.. Nice intro eager to read...
Loving the way you write the summery 👌💓.. Interesting☺
This is my second time reading this book it was soooo good the first time
segagoel segagoel Mar 17
Beautiful story...Loved it..You made me cry as well as laugh at the same time...<3<3
Wa'alaikumsalam.. this first time I read a story with English, a religious story. I work hard to can understand cause my English is not good. 
heema45 heema45 Mar 02
Wot a nice way to start... You got me excited already...  Can't wait to meet izhar ☺