Daughter of the north
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Salma was born into privilege, raised in a home of luxury and quiet power in the heart of Northern Nigeria. But when her father loses everything, the world she once knew shatters-and so does her safety.
Once shielded by wealth, Salma is thrust into a reality where expectations weigh heavier than gold. Her dreams of education and freedom are suddenly a luxury she can no longer afford. As her family scrambles to maintain honor and tradition, Salma meets Khalil-a quiet, grounded soul from a humbler background who sees the fire beneath her polished surface.
Their connection is forbidden, unlikely-and yet undeniable. But as love blooms, so do the consequences. Whispers become threats. Her family's pride is on the line. And Salma must choose: obey the rules of the world she was born into, or fight for the life-and love-she truly desires.
Daughter of the North is a sweeping tale of lost fortune, forbidden love, and one young woman's fight to define herself in a society quick to define her first.
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