Sisters torn apart by the fragility of the heart, how can love possibly hurt so much? Hana Junaid decided two years ago, distance would make her younger sister Hanaan more independent but Hanaan's love and yearning for Hana during this time has drowned not just herself but also Hana in a series of Instagram messages with a boy who listens and converses with her so well. What shows on the screen is not what's behind it and the chaos that follows with photoshopped pictures tests Hana's patience and endurance. Added to the mess is the dynamic Nashwa, fighting her own love battles. Hanaan's cerebral palsy, rendering her coordination haphazard. Young boys daring to be more than themselves in big lawyer conspiracies. Hearts shall certainly flutter wild. So when the strings of the heart are tangled with so much sophistication, Hana's integrity hangs on a hook and Hanaan is deep in a coma after her online friend turns to a vile foe, will love survive or will fragile compassionate hearts be shattered furthermore? They say the sensitive do not make it far in this cruel cruel world. This is a story that aims to change precisely that. #LoveYourself #FeelThePain A WATTPAD FEATURED STORY ⭐ Cover by @Warrior_Queen3296

Letting go is so easy for some but not for me. I don't know but my heart is just so stubborn. I don't easily give up. It takes me a very long time to let go. My eyes can always see the other side of the story. A flicker of light in the candle gives me hope for a better future. But that was changed that Sunday afternoon when I communicated with him the feelings I've been holding on...the hurt that caused me so much pain that seemed to rip off my heart again and again. I've tried to hold his hands, but to my surprise, it felt cold. I knew that there was something missing. Well, perhaps the pain was so strong that my love was overshadowed by it. It saddened me to know that I felt that way. But I'd never been so true to my feelings before. I just don't know. I could justify everything that was out of standard but not that time. Ending any relationship is really hard and devastating. I couldn't believe that I was thinking that way that time. Fear engulfed my heart. There were many "what ifs" in mind. And the thing was I didn't have the courage to say goodbye. It would be just fine if I'd be the one being left behind. I never saw myself saying goodbye. It was true that I've been so hard on myself. I'd been thinking of the feelings of others more than mine. My heart couldn't contain the feeling of hurting someone. In my mind, I knew that I should be kind to myself that time. I should give myself a chance to move on and grow...to be happy. For that one time, I wanted to decide for myself. I wanted to be true to my feelings. I am Faith and this is my story... Author's Note: I pray that you will be able to enjoy this story. This is the unedited version since I explored publishing this with WestBow Press in 2018. God bless you my dear friends and readers.

Islam. Only one word, but more than twenty percent of the population. At least one fifth of this whole entire world is Muslim. But yet there are some who don't know anything about them, despite being a Muslim themselves. Among these people is an Afghan Muslim girl whose name is Amarah Sahar. She is seventeen years old, a senior in high school. She was born and raised in Canada with an Afghan background. Amarah has lived her life thinking that life is all about people not religion. She's never even wondered what the word Allah meant until she met the man who mistakenly changes her life. She wasn't snobby, she wasn't a girly-girl and neither was she a good girl. She was the most popular girl in school. She was lazy, immensely dense and had incredibly bad habits . But with that she was also funny, teasing and loud. No one ever saw her as a threat. She was an only child with parents that spent two-thirds of their life working and only one-third living with Amarah. They failed to educate Amarah and give her support. But when a 22 year old student teacher enters the school and sees Amarah's bad habits, he won't forget and neither will he forgive so easily for what she has done and what she continues doing. Out of all the people who cut her some slack, he isn't any of them. Will this Islam-loving, strict but sincere teacher ever show Amarah the true light of Islam?