I Hate You More (This Story Is Fictional)
My name is Salsabeel Mahmoud and I am 19 years old. I am that kinda of person who love kindness and prefer to forgive. I don't want people to say that I am good or anything. I just love to make them say after I leave the place "May Allah bless this girl with Jannah".
I have always dreamed of that Muslim young handsome prince who will take me with him on his white horse *Just kidding* but I really dreamed of that Muslim man who will treat me like Allah asked him to. I want him to love me, to buy me flowers, to scream over a bridge 'I Love Salsabeel for Allah's sake' I know It's so cheesy but kinda I am.
I have never guessed that I'll be destroyed like now. Here I am in my nightmare; my wedding day looking at myself in the mirror seeing through the makeup they put on my face; my tears fighting to come down.
Here I am deciding to live a dead life. I don't know anything about him but that he has helped my father.
For another heartbreaking fact he's already married to someone else, so I am the second wife. Maybe he's like 60 years old or something and I will live miserable life forever as I don't know if he'll treat me like prophet Mohamed (Peace Be Upon Him) treated his wives or not.
I wished a lot that he's a good man but again I hate him already and I can't help it.
Khalid Abu-Bakr; That famous business man, the man who will destroy my life, the man who is marrying on his wife not waiting for Allah to give him a child from her, the man who bought me with his money, the man who turned me from a queen in my father's house to nothing, the man who I will always hate.
Discover what will happen to Salsabeel in a house full of troubles, shocking facts, full of hatred and love. Will she survive in a battle she didn't sign for. Will she always hate Khalid or Will he become the love of her life and she'll become the one who helps him. Find in 'I Hate You More'