Someone sent me a post that went 'this future generation is about to get funny, because everyone gets relationship advice from wattpad' 😂lol! She told me I'm the head of advisors, on this note.. I proclaim.. FOLLOW THE ADVICES OF THIS BOOK AT YOUR VERY OWN RISK!!!!!!
Previously on IELB
"oh, some wicked man shot me in the leg"."Well, guess what, help your pitiful self first before you help anyone!!"
"Its my fault, I tried to help you, I wont do that again".
Her name was Aleena, your father's first wife.
"Ummee do you trust mr ghazaali?:; --
"More than I trust anyone in this world"
She couldn't fight, she was drained, she couldn't stand properly, her heart was beating so fast, and beads of sweat adorned her forehead, the last image her brain formed was the blurred pixels of sediq.
She allowed the darkness to swallow her for more than just a little while, letting go of everything she held unto, the night wind flowed through her veins, calming her from head to toe, and she was finally reduced to nothingness.
Peace.
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Discomfit apparition,
Uncontrollable anger,
Heavy impact.
Absolute bliss was what she felt, somewhere in her mind, was something bugging her to fight, to atleast try, but her limbs and body as a whole couldn't, she could feel her body been picked, but she couldn't stop it. She didn't have the strength to,she wouldnt be a able to win against him
after all.Echoes of memories hinted her head, but the more she tried to break free, the more reality hits that strong arms held her leading her somewhere, she was battling not to drown, Alas! She already had .
She needed a reality to hold unto, she needed something, no matter how small to grasp unto, she needed faruk ghazaali.
Faruk happened to be the only motivation she needed for her eyes to fly open on accord, and once they did, afraid of what they might see, afraid of the arms that caught her body, afraid of the spring of breeze that blew thinking it might hurt. They met sui generis blues.
She wasnt hallucinating, those eyes could never be an illusion, she heaved a sign of relief, she was glad he was there to hold unto when all she needed was protection, she was glad he was a reality that stood with her in his arms. She hugged him close. The only reassurance she had left.
Somewhere down the roads covered by a fence, with smoldered eyes filled with fury and hatred,clenched fists and hard staring eyes, sediq bit his lips till he was satisfied by the salty taste of the vital liquid that purged into his mouth.
His eyes were narrowed at the man who was a barrier to his plan that was almost fulfilled, weighing down the pros of the various means available for him to exact revenge.
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A Lesson Or A Blessing.
Mystery / ThrillerMuneenah yaseer sheikh, I don't promise you a bed filled with roses, I also don't expect you to expect a tub filled with milk and roses, I don't pledge to you a marriage life filled with love and fiction, We're gonna fight, but at the end of the day...