Alqulub Haris (COMPLETED)✔
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"You are here only to bear me a child" He said furiously.
"A child" she paused "In sha Allah I will give you that child" She turned and left him, alone with his fury.
She did bear him a child, one whom all cherished. A child he loved more than himself, a child who loved him equally.
But in a world of corruption and shady games of politics, a world where even the most innocent souls have that little secret would it be possible to keep the ones you love, to save the dear lives of the one that matter the most.
This is a love story unlike any other. This is the love story of a father and a daughter, the bond between Zahra and Sahabi.
What happens when one is taken out of the picture?
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