DECEPTION

DECEPTION

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"Yes I understand. She's not even here, I sent her to the visitor's room. (Laughs) Yeah, I did everything you asked me to do. Exactly, yes. I will make her regret getting married to me(laughs) Alright, good night." I became numb on that spot. I fell on the floor, covering my mouth with both hands as I cried. "He's my best friend, my husband. I think best friends are meant to be truthful to each other and couples are meant to share their happiness and sorrows. Their success and failure, they're meant to be there for each other through thick and thin. Shinayomi is both to me, so why would he conspire with someone to ruin my life? What offense did I commit? Why did he vouch to make my life miserable?" Join me as Alysha gets answers to her questions. How Her husband makes life miserable for her and how she copes during the trials of life. "DECEPTION" ALSO CHECK THE SEQUEL "THIS THING CALLED LOVE"
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A few minutes into the walk, I heard footsteps shuffling behind me. I tensed up and halted in my tracks. My heart began to pound violently in my chest. I felt too afraid to even do anything. I stayed glued to my spot, but that didn't stop the footsteps from approaching. Mustering all of the courage left in me, I spun around and to my utmost horror, two men - more like thugs were standing just few inches away from me. Ya Allah, please protect me! I don't want to die like this. I spun back around and started walking, my pace increasing rapidly. "Hey! Where the f*** do you think you're going, bit**" One of the men slurred. By the tone of his voice, I could tell he was tipsy or high. The rate of my fear intensified. MANAL ❤ ©2019

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