This short story is about the encounters of Adali and her path of travel along a spiritual journey. Adali is a devout Muslim, in which this story is based around. It faces two important aspects: religion and self discipline vs. desire. This book explores the desires of humans and truths through the brave Adali's perspective, and as she discovers, she grows as a person and her personality develops. I have read many stories on Wattpad that describe Muslim women to be the ones who marry and there is a "true love" romance off of that, but I did not want to write about the weakness of love. I wanted to write about the strength of religion and the brave courage of a woman intent on equality in a relationship, and her success in a prominent profession. That is what this story is about.

No matter how close you are to them, there are certain things you just don't say. No matter how lonely you feel, there are certain people you just don't befriend. No matter how much you've fallen, there's always a guy you shouldn't give your heart to... Sadly for me, I learnt the last one only after I had gotten my heart broken. They say that you shouldn't look down upon anyone, or you will be put in their situation and made to experience the crisis. When I was fourteen, I had rolled my eyes at a girl who was sobbing histerically over a guy who liked her best friend. And I was probably paying the price for that now. However, I was trying my best to fit my feet in the shoes I had been given. I was trying and I was managing just fine. What I didn't need was a trouble maker who entered my life without permission. The guy who claimed to be bowled over by me, the one with a broken heart. Little did he know, I had entrusted myself to Al Malik, The Owner of me and my heart. And if he had to reach me, he had to do so by pleasing Allah. Which wasn't possible for a guy like him. Or so I thought.