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She didn't explain her statement further. One, his security team came at that time to take her fingerprints for the system. Two, because she just didn't speak and he didn't know what to ask.
She was married at seventeen. Married.
He wanted to ask so many questions because in no way being married at seventeen sounds good. It sounds all wrong. He remember when she ask him about intimacy. Was it because of her past trauma? Did someone hurt her? What was it!?
It shouldn't get under his skin, in fact, nothing gets under his skin. She did. She was piercing through his skin.
Today was the day he was getting married.
He didn't see the venue until the time that he enters it. His sister was in the bride room while he knows his wife is in another room. Their Nikkah was done in the morning.
He hadn't seen her since morning. He didn't even see her when they agreed or later. Apparently, his mother new heist is torturing people specifically her son. He wanted to see his wife yet he couldn't. He humour his mother only because his wife agreed to it.
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He did see her dress since there were details he asks the designer to add in. This designer had been with them for years and he managed to pull out a perfect dress for his bride in time. The dress was the only thing he and his wife worked on. Some of the details of her dress are also on his suit. He wanted the details on his dress. To match with her.
He was anxious to see her.
She was anxious. She can't help shake the feeling of nausea. Because the experience she had in her teenage lives within her. She is scared out of her mind. She is just waiting it to be over with so she knows now what she has to live with.
Her parents were busy gushing over her brother so she didn't have anyone with her. She sits in the makeup room alone waiting for her turn. Ibrahim was here before he had to leave for preparations. So did her friend. The loneliness was sweeping into her and turning her sour. She should have expected it. She is just so pathetic.
It's over an hour and half already after her brother and her bride entry. The hunger was killing her. She had tried calling her family but she didn't get any replies. She leans in the chair feeling the weight on her shoulders.
