Break First, Let's Love Later
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'I hate you!' She said, her eyes a shade of blood due to the hatred she had for him and the sting of his belt on her body.
'I know. And you'd be married to me by Friday. So, get ready to break into the bits and pieces your body could ever form!'
Hidayah Abubakar Rimi, a lady basking in the glory of beauty and love. Or so she thought, for the love part, of course. She had hated him for being like a steel bridge between her and Adam, the absolute love of her life. Why won't her mother or her egoistic soldier cousin, in the name of Ahmad Abdulkarim Muhammad, understand that she loved Adam and will do whatever the hell it was that he wanted. He just had to say it. Party? It's a yes. Clubbing? Of course she's in! Or was it to be laid by him? A whistle would do to have her running to him.
She didn't care whether it was a sin, a taboo or that it will get her a beating from a soldier hated by her! But what she had never seen coming was a consequence she knew would break her; heart, body and soul. Being married to Ahmad was a curse and her family were hellbent on seeing her broken self.
Will she break and mend? If Ahmad broke her, which he will, will she ever have the strings to weave her broken pieces to a whole piece? Or...will someone be willing to mend her? Not him, certainly.
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