Zarah thought she understood shame.. Until honour wore the face of the one she hates most.. Four years ago..they walked away..the distance became duty.. Now..fate pulls them back into a storm of rumours..silence and everything their culture wouldn't forgive.. In the end..it was never about who would break first or who would kneel beneath the weight of honour..it was about love But in a world where dignity is survival..feelings are luxuries only the reckless could afford "Mutunci yafi zinariya daraja" Honour is more precious than gold.. But what if it costs your heart? __><>_> Author's note Assalamu aleikun Readers! This is a fictional story which depicts Northern Nigeria..I'm not from there..but I love the northerners culture so much So..with that said..this story might not align with some of the cultures there..but I will try my best Insha'Allah DISCLAIMER:: THIS IS NOT A HALAL LOVE STORY
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