"I can't really accept you, how hard I try But a part of me wants to do." He said in a low pained voice finally truly opening up to me I brushed my thumb across his cheeks and asked "Do you trust Allah?" He nodded his head pain and sadness was visible on his face, I smiled and said "If you really trust Allah entrust yourself to him, trust his plan and accept them wholeheartedly." "Just because we are untied tied together, doesn't mean we have to act like that, Aziz." She would never leave a chance to spat venomous words at me. But that's not her fault, when my words are drawing back to me. Sometimes we think ourselves and Allah only know the truth about our life but in reality only Allah knows the whole truth.