Can You Trust Me Again?

Can You Trust Me Again?

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Trust is a fragile thing, easily broken and hard to repair. In this gripping novel, two families are torn apart by betrayal and deceit, forcing them to question everything they thought they knew about love and loyalty. As they navigate the murky waters of deception and forgiveness, they must confront the age-old question: Can you trust me again? This compelling story explores the complexities of trust and relationships in a world where nothing is as it seems. "What is the significance of your cousin's wife sending you a text message?" His wife inquired, her eyes flashing like missiles. -- "He has smashed a very valuable artifact to us; it stood as a symbol of our oneness. He intentionally destroyed it. What clearly does this imply?" - Now let us examine how things got this problematic, as well as whether affirmation will be given to the query, "Can you trust me again?" - Everyone interprets love differently. What is your own scope? It would be outlined so effectively and nicely in this novel that you'd be thoroughly content.
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"Listen to me Qurratul Ayn, before you go, I want to know; did I ever offend you? Is my love for you too little?" I can feel his hand hovering over mine. He wants to hold it, but he knows better than to do that. "Please, I don't want to do this now. My flight is in thirty minutes." I can feel the tears wetting my Niqab. "No! I want to know. Where did I go wrong? Was it money? I didn't feed you well? I didn't clothe you? My love wasn't enough for you? I need to know, all those years! You're seriously willing to throw them away like they were nothing?" A sob breaks out but I manage to hide it behind a cough. I take a silent deep breath and turn, my Niqab swaying and making a whip sound. "It's not like, they really were nothing! Look, I don't have it in me to explain myself. You said you'd give me whatever I want? Then leave me be. I never loved you okay! I never did, it was all a sham, a facade!" His hand that was looming over mine falls limp beside him and he staggers back. "You're lying." He laughs. It's as if he's trying to convince himself. I scoff. "You think so? Well take a look at this." His eyes fill with tears and he takes one of his hands and place it on his mouth. He can't believe that it's actually true. "Okay, Fa'iza." My heart breaks. He never calls me that, ever. "I know something is wrong, and wallahi I'm going to find it out and bring you back to my house in six months. I promise." I feel my heart squeeze knowing his promise can never come to pass, ever. Death is nearing me so nothing can be done. Absolutely nothing. * Ten years of loving, doting over each other and marriage, Fa'iza upped and suddenly said she wanted out of the marriage. After months of persuasion and blackmail, Bello let her go, but before she left, he made a promise. Would he be able to fulfill this promise? STARTED: COMPLETED:

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