'I hate you!' She said, her eyes a shade of blood due to the hatred she had for him and the sting of his belt on her body. 'I know. And you'd be married to me by Friday. So, get ready to break into the bits and pieces your body could ever form!' Hidayah Abubakar Rimi, a lady basking in the glory of beauty and love. Or so she thought, for the love part, of course. She had hated him for being like a steel bridge between her and Adam, the absolute love of her life. Why won't her mother or her egoistic soldier cousin, in the name of Ahmad Abdulkarim Muhammad, understand that she loved Adam and will do whatever the hell it was that he wanted. He just had to say it. Party? It's a yes. Clubbing? Of course she's in! Or was it to be laid by him? A whistle would do to have her running to him. She didn't care whether it was a sin, a taboo or that it will get her a beating from a soldier hated by her! But what she had never seen coming was a consequence she knew would break her; heart, body and soul. Being married to Ahmad was a curse and her family were hellbent on seeing her broken self. Will she break and mend? If Ahmad broke her, which he will, will she ever have the strings to weave her broken pieces to a whole piece? Or...will someone be willing to mend her? Not him, certainly.

*BOOK ONE IN THE ALL THAT GLITTERS TRILOGY Walking out of an abusive marriage 'unscathed', Khadijah thought that was her salvation, the end of her suffering but the years of silent pain proved just how human she truly was and emotions was not something she could shut down. Instead, She fought and restored all her broken pieces....or what was left of them, but like the scars forever imprinted on her, the pain had become a part of her. She destroyed everything that had to do with that painful life but she couldn't destroy herself, the biggest reminder of the pain she went through so she changed, for her sanity she remolded herself, her REBIRTH, soon she realized everything good comes with a sacrifice, she was her sacrifice. First it was the confidence in her steps, the fight in her hooded eyes, and the pain behind her smile, if there was any indication from her stance, it was that she was different and with difference comes challenge. The difference was what drew him and how much of a challenge she was and he never backs out from a challenge. He wanted-no, needed to see the person behind the strong façade she puts up, besides every successful person had a back story and he wont stop till he knows hers. Join khadijah in her journey to rebirth or re-rebirth.