Stars Align✅

CHAPTER 21: DECISIONS

Kamal closed the door to Jannah's room behind him as he got in. He made sure to close it softly though he knew there's hardly anything that will wake up her at the moment. She's knocked out completely due to the pills she took that would've done serious damage in her body had the doctor not been called immediately.

He made his way over to her bed and sat on the chair beside it which Daihaah must've occupied earlier seeing as it wasn't there originally. He closed his eyes at the sight of her slightly purple lips and the dark bags under her eyes. Her skin was pale and if it wasn't that the doctor told him that it was the side effects of the drug she took he would've worried or better still, freaked out.

He took her hand that was attached to a drip and held it in his hand. Using his other hand he pushed away the strand of hair that fell on her face back. Looking around, he spotted a beanie of hers and so he reached out and took it before placing it on her head after raising it slightly so that it will fit in.

A new wave of sadness washed over him as he felt like everything that's happening to her is his fault.

If only he was more careful this wouldn't have happened!

He promised to take care of her. And he let this happened.

"I'm sorry Jannah" he said covering her hand with his other hand enclosing the hand in both of his, "I really hope that Suhad is the answer to all of your problems. You don't deserve this" he muttered placing his head on the side of the bed.

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As Suhad walked out of Jannah's home and into the backseat of his car, he asked the driver to drive off and as the car started moving down the parking lot and out of the house all he could think of was the letter left by Alhaji Maikano which Kamal's father gave him.

Dear Alamin,

I am not writing this to you as a merchant to a Prince but rather as a father about to give his daughter's hand out in marriage.

Suhad used his hand to massage his temples as the man's words played in his head as if it was on repeat.

"Where to Sir?" the driver asked so as to know where to take the Prince.

"Just take me home" Suhad replied dismissively as he leaned on his hands that he placed on his thighs burying his face in between his palms.

Some people say that when you're about to die, you can feel it. I don't know if that's the reason why I'm writing this or maybe it's because I'm being an overly dramatic old man but whatever the case may be, I do hope this letter gets to you.

When you came to me earlier to ask for my daughter's hand in marriage, I was happy beyond words. I was happy as a father because I don't think there's a father that won't be happy to hear someone's asking for his daughter's hand in marriage.

You don't know how long I've been waiting for the right man to ask my daughter's hand in marriage and finally you came.

Suhad raised his head up and opened his eyes. Turning his head to the side he looked at the busy streets of Abuja as the driver drove to his home that wasn't that far from Jannah's home. It was just about a forty minute drive that he knew would pass in a blink of an eye seeing how his mind just kept drifting back to the letter.

I'd be lying if I say I wasn't happy that you will be the one to marry my daughter. I'm not saying this because I know you're rich and that you can take care of her but because being in business with you has shown me the type of man you really are. You are a person that cares about the people you love and will always be there for them and that is the type of husband I want for my daughter.