The saffron and the spice.

THE FIRSTS SERIES BOOK 1

They taught her that silence was strength.
That obedience was worship.
.

Asmau never asked for a love story.
Growing up between cultures, between heartbreak and healing, she learned early that silence is survival-and trust is dangerous.

Now, years later, she's told this is God's will.
To marry. To surrender. To begin again.
But how do you give your soul to someone
when pieces of it were stolen long ago?

And then there's Marwan.
A man who doesn't chase, doesn't press, doesn't pretend.
A man whose presence feels like stillness after a storm.

Quiet. Watching. Knowing.
A man with eyes that see too much and hands that never reach for what isn't his.

In a world where shame speaks louder than truth, Asmau must decide:
Will she live quietly to please them?
Or finally choose her own voice?

This is a story about quiet faith.
About healing, not all at once-but in the hush between prayers.
About choosing yourself... even when your voice shakes.

A tender story about girlhood, grief, and the quiet rebellion of choosing yourself.