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Abuja - the city of power and secrets.
Zayd Ibrahim Khalil leaned against the hood of his Mercedes, the engine still purring, though he wasn't going anywhere. He scrolled absently through his phone, notifications piling in from friends, half the girls in Abuja, and half-hearted invitations to exclusive parties. His thumb hovered, pausing at a recent blog post headline:
"If you like make your papa be minister, this babe no really send you!"
The picture beneath it showed him -face frowned, mid-rant and her, calm and unwavering, staring him down like he was nothing more than a storm she refused to be swept away by.
She wasn't like the others. She didn't care about who his father was, or how much his car cost, or that he'd graduated from one of the best tech universities in Dubai. She didn't want his attention and that only made him want hers even more.
Amina "Amal" Muhammad. Final year Petroleum Engineering student. Youngest of her circle. The one whose eyes didn't just look, they saw. The one whose veil wasn't just fabric, it was conviction.
He clenched his jaw.
"She thinks she's above it all," he muttered.
But beneath his arrogance, something twisted in his chest an ache he didn't want to name. It wasn't just rejection. It was something deeper. Something dangerous.
Somewhere across town, Amal sat with her journal open, the words flowing like prayers.
"He's everything I was taught to stay away from... but somehow, I keep seeing him everywhere I go."
Neither of them knew it yet, but this was no ordinary clash of personalities.
This was the beginning of a firestorm.
One fueled by pride and mystery, the other by power and faith.
This was the moment where love first struck... not gently, but like lightning. Veiled behind it all secrets, ambition, pain, and the possibility of redemption.
And neither of them would come out untouched.
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She was never meant to be his.
But destiny doesn't ask for permission.
Meet Fatima Zahra, 22 years old. A radiant soul-loving, beautiful, full of life. An extrovert with a warm heart, she wears joy like a second skin. But behind her laughter lies a quiet strength and a deep sense of responsibility.
Then there's Umar-33, calm and composed. Gentle by nature, yet strikingly handsome in a way that makes silence feel louder around him. An introvert, thoughtful and kind, carrying the weight of loss with quiet grace.
Umar was her cousin. Her brother-in-law. Her sister Haneefa's husband.
That was-until tragedy took Haneefa away, leaving behind their two-month-old twins, Anam and Anim-and a void too large to fill.
When Fatima is forced into marrying Umar to help raise her sister's children, her world begins to unravel. The man she once looked up to like an older brother becomes her husband. And with that, everything changes.
She didn't choose this life.
But maybe... fate did.
How do you love someone you were never meant to love?
How do you find peace when guilt holds your heart hostage?
And what if... love dares to grow where pain once lived?
In a story where duty blurs with destiny, and heartbreak dances with hope, Fatima must navigate grief, forbidden emotions, and the quiet pull of Qadr-the divine will she never saw coming.
Fatima never dreamed of a life like this.
But sometimes, the hardest stories... are the ones written by destiny.
And sometimes, the person you're not supposed to love
-is the only one who can make your broken heart beat again.
Now the questions remain...
Can you choose love when it feels like betrayal?
Can your heart bloom in the shadow of another woman's memory-especially when that woman was your sister?
Is this sacrifice?
Or is it fate-disguised as pain?
Will she ever truly love him?
Will he ever see her as his wife, not just the mother of his children?
Well..
There's only one way to find out.