A;N: just a reminder....this entire story is first draft and not edited. not planning to do it so soon. but yes editing is in the corner of my mind.
Ever since that day i cannot forget the look the sheikh and his son had when i said no...the look the sheikh had was that of a little disappointment but underneath that was pride. i couldn't figure it out why? hamdan's face was unreadable. thats when Sheikha Hind spoke up, saying that it was fine that i didnt want to get married to Hamdan and im just scared of the whole royal title. i felt a little guiltyin rejecting the proposal not because of hamdan, but it seemed his family had hopes. then was the emir's old aunt all she said was "oh hamdan you are missing out a great girl." woah she doesnt know me and she calls me great, maybe she doesnt want me to feel guilty but its just strange that these two Know me even though we never met each other much. i didnt know hamdan was interested in me. why would he be? he was surrounded by women of such beauty and grace and women outside his palace too. why me? im not leggy, im not tall, im size 18 and i look like stacked up dough and i dont know what my body shape is. come on what is he thinking.?! yes you will say be happy with your skin be confident etc. yes i am, for me brains before beauty. i mean look at him this proposal thing felt like they were mocking me. but i know they are beyond that petty things. its just strangely overwhelming. why me? my mum says that i did the right thing because being a princes wife is too much responsibilities, you are under too much scrutiny and you can only be yourself behind the doors of your bedroom. now who can live like that, i know i cant. its been over 15 days and im still not over it, maybe secretly i wanted it but i knew too well it wasnt worth your freedom to being yourself. neither my family would want that for me. perhaps he would be better of with someone who belongs to his society and can keep up with his lifestyle andeverything altogether. but still the question keeps looming over my head. why me?
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yea sorry but this was a filler chapter where i didnt want to go over all details cause it would drag the story and romance would be far off. its already chapter 13 so im thinking of starting the romance section. also Shout outs to my readers from Philipines, malaysia, indonesia, australia, dubai,india , pakistan, sweden, belgium,germany,switzerland,uk,north america, canada and brazil. thank you so much for the love and support. share share share, comment comment comment and vote vote vote. lets put this story in every country.
Ramadan kareem everyone hope this holy month goes well for everyone and in their favour. show kindness be generous keep all sorts of jealousy away, say i love you to your loved ones everynow and then. you mum sister brother ,father anyone who fasts and runs the house earns for you tell them how you appreciate their efforts and how much they mean to you. forgive your relatives or anyone who has hurt you. remember this month is your chance to be one step closer.be merciful because doing all this and more you have a happy heart and a peaceful mind. this just doesnt apply to muslims but to everyone in general. lots of love take care.
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