Take off your Hijab (Rewriting)

Your son's fiancée✅

"Sometimes the truth shatters you in ways you never expected, and in the silence that follows, you're left to pick up the pieces of a life you thought you knew."

Third person's POV

Jamie's heart was still racing as she hurried down the stairs, trying to escape the lingering unease from her last encounter with Sam. But then she heard it-the words that would shatter everything she thought she knew.

"Are you trying to say that Jamie is my sister?" Zach's voice is loud and filled with disbelief, his wide eyes searching for something, anything, to ground him.

Jamie freezes mid-step, her breath caught in her throat. She can't process the words that just came out of Zach's mouth. "What?" she gasps, her hands shaking as she stares at him.

Zach's mom speaks then, her voice too calm, too composed given the bomb she just dropped. "I'm sorry you had to hear this now, dear," she says, like she's discussing the weather. "But after Zach's dad got your mom-who was my best friend-pregnant, he asked her to get rid of you. When she refused, he cut all ties with her. She kept you, and eventually found another man who became your stepdad." Her words tumble out without pause, each sentence colder than the last.

Jamie's eyes well with tears as the truth crashes over her. She's been living a lie.

Zach, on the other hand, feels the weight of the truth settle in his chest. He's known pieces of it-knew his dad's infidelity, knew there was a dark history-but hearing it laid bare like this is a punch to the gut. His heart aches for Jamie, and yet he's confused. Shouldn't he be mad at her too? But he can't bring himself to be angry. Not when she's been lied to all her life.

The woman's voice trembles with a mixture of bitterness and regret as she recounts the past, her eyes not meeting anyone's gaze. "Later on, we got married and lived happily ever after, or so I thought," she mutters, the words heavy with the weight of years gone by. "That was until the day I found out he had a daughter out there somewhere. I snapped. I'd had enough of him cheating on me, but cheating on me with my best friend was the last straw. So, I filled out the divorce papers and left him for good. I moved on with my life. Got remarried a year later. I was much happier..."

She pauses, her breath catching in her throat as she relives the moments in her head. "But then... then one day, I woke up to the news of Xavier's death. After his burial, I asked one of my men to find my best friend, to inform her about it... but when I did, I was told that she'd been in a nasty accident. Only her kids survived." Her voice shakes as she continues, the pain now palpable. "I searched for them until I found them. Told them I was their aunt, and I adopted them."

The silence that follows is suffocating. Her words hang in the air, and the children-Zach included-stare at her in disbelief. The truth she's just unloaded is so much to digest, so much to unpack. Zach's expression hardens, his eyes narrowing slightly, his jaw clenched. The mother who had always been distant, who had always prioritized her own life over his, had just confessed to abandoning him for years while she carried on with her own happiness.

He feels a sickening twist in his gut as he recalls the memories of his own childhood-how often she had chosen her work, her affairs, and her life over his. How she was never there when he needed her the most. But hearing her speak with such coldness, such a lack of regret about the things she did to him, only adds to the confusion, the anger he's buried deep inside.

Her son-her flesh and blood-has no words, just a deep, bitter silence as he processes the enormity of it all.

The woman's confession is nothing short of a revelation, but it only leaves behind more questions than answers. It's clear that she still doesn't grasp the full weight of her actions, not even now, not after everything. How could she have been so blind, so selfish, and still continue to justify it?