Picture yourself in a very big Mansion belonging to a high ranking police officer, Ramadan Lawan. This story is sequel to "BALQIS: The Unfortunate Event", and Umaimah is the sole narrator... "My whole childhood was a lie, he wasn't actually my father. I was fooled, I was betrayed, I was forced to believe what wasn't real. All my years in his house, I was in cage. False surname, false life!" "My name is Umaimah, but just call me Maimah. I'm the daughter of BALQIS, and this is my story..."

Disclaimer ***Before you start, this book is now just a preview, don't ask about the rest of the book. It will be available in prints in sha Allah. Not on wattpad*** Scrolling down her phone, Zeena was reading her message log, when suddenly she stopped at a particular one that sent her heart racing, sending shivers down her spine. She almost dropped the phone. Not that she'd not seen odd messages before but this one, in particular, brought her world crashing; because she'd never seen this message before, how would it be that she was the person that sent it? How could she not remember ever writing this message? The words, the contents all didn't make sense. Her head started spinning and she felt light headed, her knees became weak like melted rubber. Before she knew what was happening she felt herself collapsing...