This Was NOT a Meet Cute
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Last published Wed, Apr 12, 2023
Dahlia never thought she'd find love. As a Muslim girl who never dated and respected her religious values, not only did she not have much experience in the world of love and romance, but her parents had desperately been trying to set her up with the WORST prospects.
So what happens when her parents arrange a family dinner with an old family friend?
Dahlia is determined to find her own path in love, not follow her parents taste. Then she meets Amyr. He is exactly the type of guy her parents would love, so she should hate him, right?
Then why does she feel drawn to him, despite her promises to herself?
Love, loss, heartbreak and desire. From romantically inexperienced to head over heels with a guy she never wanted to love.
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"I recoiled from his touch reflexively.
'Sorry,' his voice wasn't exactly a whisper, but it was quiet enough to confirm that he was speaking to me alone. 'My height is my Achilles.'
His voice was steady, smooth, and that irritated me.
'Achilles heel.' I muttered.
'Hm?'
'You mean Achilles heel. Achilles is the name of the person. Achilles heel is the name of a weakness.' I answered, despite the promise I made to myself not to get involved.
'I appreciate the insight.'
I could feel Amyr's eyes searing into me, but I refused to turn and face him."
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