I walked down the white hallways filled with the smell of bleach and chlorine. The lights above were too bright, too luminescent. I can't think. I can't look straight. I can't breathe. Everything was blurry. I touched my cheeks and felt tears cascade down to my chin. My steps faltered. My heart wouldn't stop beating out of my chest. "I'm sorry Nouran." She had looked at me sadly, eyes filled with emptiness. No, no, no. What am I going to do? What am I going to tell him? Him. Izhar. I can't breathe.... Allah. •|#1 in Spiritual on February 20th, 2016 // March 26th, 2016 // May 20th, 2016 // June 25th, 2016 // July 3rd, 2016 // July 13th, 2016 // July 28th, 2016 // August 2nd, 2016 // August 13th, 2016 // December 28th, 2016 // January 21st, 2017 // January 27th, 2017 // March 23rd, 2017|• ||1 million reads as of May 12th, 2017|| ||2 million reads as of September 15th, 2018|| ||3 million reads as of July 15th, 2020|| ||A Wattpad Featured Story as of August 11th, 2017|| ||100K votes as of February 20th, 2018||

One Number Dialed wrong. Could it have been a coincidence? Nah, i would preferably stick to fate. Amirah Adamu Bawa, the well known daughter of His excellency Alhaji Adamu Bawa, the well respected Governor of Bauchi State and Hajiya Nafisah Hamza, a daughter to the Emir of Katagum, Bauchi state finds herself interacting with a stranger over the phone. One thing leads to another and a scandal gets formed. 0o0 "You don't know. You can't predict the future" "Let's not beat around the bush and deceive ourselves but I don't see you in my future" I laughed incredulously, tears were threatening to escape now, making my eyes sting but I was never a weakling and I won't start being one over his hurtful words. Not now, not ever. "You better start seeing me in it because there's no where I'm going. We'll live together, share a room, share a bathroom, inhale in each other's scents, share our stories, you'll be someone's Father and I, Amirah Bawa will be their mother. I'll be in every sentence, in every line of your life's story one way or the other" "You're dreaming" He spat "hopelessly" he added with a mock smile. "No" I shook my head again "You're the one who's dreaming because look around you, we just finished taking the pictures that will inform the world of our impending nuptials" "Impending doom more like" He cut through my words with a sarcastic remark. "I learn to embrace what life throws at me" I taunted. His eyes clasped tightly with mine, he was so mad that his fury reflected in his gaze. They were so dark I thought I was going to pee on my self. "You can't embrace the misery I'll bring with me" With each step Kamal took I felt myself pressing, sinking further into the door. 0o0

"Babu wanda ya ke tsallake kaddararsa a rayuwa Adda. Duk abunda kika ga ya faru dake to Allah ya riga ya rubuta tun kafin kizo duniyan nan. Hakuri zakiyi sai kuma kiyi Addu'a Allah ya baki ikon cin wannan jarabawar. Amma wannan al'amari rubutacce ne" . . Tunda take bata taba zaton haka zai kasance da ita a rayuwa ba. Wai abunda take jin labari a wajen mutane kuma take karantawa shine yake shirin faruwa da ita? . . . . A karo na biyu da zuciyarshi ta sake karyewa a sanadin so, baya tunanin kuma zai kara budeta da wannan niyyar. Sai dai me? . . Ku biyoni dan jin labarin Fareeha, da abubuwan da rayuwarta ta kunsa. .

Jannah Uthman, a determined twenty-one-year-old, is on a relentless quest for justice for her deceased sister, a mission fueled by grief and the desire for retribution. As she delves deeper into the investigation, she crosses paths with Abdullah Abubakar Daggash, a brilliant state prosecutor known for his sharp intellect and unwavering commitment to the law. Abdullah, often referred to as "Sheikh," is drawn to Jannah's passion and resilience, and he becomes her unexpected ally in the fight for justice. However, as their professional relationship deepens, Jannah finds herself grappling with a whirlwind of emotions. The lines between vengeance and love blur, forcing her to confront her own motivations and desires. As they navigate a web of legal battles and personal turmoil, Jannah must decide whether to embrace the healing power of love or to succumb to her thirst for vengeance. With the stakes higher than ever, will she find the strength to let go of the past and choose a future with Abdullah, or will her pursuit of justice consume her entirely? CROSSROADS OF THE HEART