A month later:
It has been a month since my miscarriage. It has been tough but I've been healing.
I and Ahmad's relationship has improved a lot. We rarely argue now and I sleep in our room but there is still a bit of tension.
We are getting ready to go to Ahmad's office Formal party and the theme was elegant, black or white.
I entered our room and he was seated on the couch wearing his shoes. He was wearing a black tuxedo and he looked so good.
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" You look nice, I think I'll wear my white dress kawai since your wearing black" I said.
" Yh, we should leave in a few minutes fa so finish getting ready" He stood up.
I went into the closet and brought out my white dress that I've been wanting to wear for the longest time.
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I was so confident in what I was wearing, it made me feel good.
I paired it with a white veil that I wrapped around my head and took a black shantili veil.
I already did my makeup so I just did some touch up and wore my heels.
I stepped out of the room and when I went to the parlour, Ahmad looked shocked.
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Breaking free
Roman d'amourFaduma (Hameedah) and Ahmad have been married for two years and blessed with beautiful twins. She never thought she would have a supportive, caring, loving husband but what happens when the almost perfect love story takes a drastic turn. For better...
