When your whole life resembles one big excruciating tragedy, all you can do is wait to be saved after numerous trials to fight back. That is exactly what Sophia did. Let's just say her life wasn't what we call a normal life, since she was brought to this world. Simply, because her tragedy started the same hour, same minute she was born. She has been violated, beaten down and humiliated. That is when the prince appears and save his princess from her trauma, right? wrong. But, a moon breaks through the darkness of the night. A new guy starts at her school. Could he be her last hope? her last chance? her salvation? Did he come to save her or rather guide her? And here comes the question, is he her salvation? Or is it something more and he's just a beam of light to illustrate her path to her salvation?
Tall, handsome, kind and has a heart of gold
Islam
How can Sophia resist, even though she has a very good reason to? And like any other girl she falls for the guy, who cared for her and made her feel like she's someone...
The fairy tale goes on and everything starts to brighten, except what happens when Cinderella forgets about her evil step mother and sisters? Her world topples over and her once was beautiful dream turns into a nightmare. Could one mistake ruin her search for happiness? Could one second of hesitation blow her cover? And most importantly, would Islam survive one meeting with the notorious gang leader
Noah Black Miller
"what do you do when you feel like your suffocating? When you lose hope?" Sophia asked
"I pray, I talk to Allah" Islam said
"What good would that do? He doesn't answer you" She asked him curiously
"He created me, He only can help me" He said
"If you're good, then why does your God put you through hard times? If he loves us all like you say, why does He leave us to suffer?" She asked desperately
"Allah sometimes takes us to troubles waters not to drown us but to cleanse us. Maybe test us , how patient we are. He's always there"
"I know that we will never be a real couple, but we can at least be nice to each other Aneel" I told him. I've had enough. Tears were starting to prick my eyes, but I didn't let them fall. He looked over at me in a weird expression. Like if I died in front of him, he wouldn't care.
"You don't get it, do you?! I. will. never. love. you! I will never care for you. You wait, every day, for me to come home and have dinner with you like normal couples do- you are pathetic. You are nothing! Absolutely nothing to me. You are not even worth my words. You are a loser who has nobody- your parents? They are just like me. They knew that you were worthless and wanted to get rid of you" he said angrily. I was not angry at him. He was telling the truth. I'm nothing. Never was, never will. I nodded. He was right. He was so damn right.
Sahra Ali is eighteen years old when she gets married. It was not a marriage out of love, no, she was forced into it. Shre grew up being abused. Her parents sold her for money. No parent would do that, so are her so called parents her real parents? She is trying to survive this marriage, because she believes in Allah and knows that He had a good reason that He gave her all these pain.
Aneel Osman is a badboy who wants nothing to do with Islam. He was a muslim when he was younger, but when something bad happened, he blamed Allah for it. Deep inside he knows that it is wrong, but shoves that thought away. He began doing the things Allah prohibited. There was no one to hold onto or to pull him out. He kept falling and falling. And when he has to deal with that girl his parents wants him to marry, he is losing himself more and more.
Read the description in the book for the fully version! This is a short draft!
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Salaam guys, this story is edited! Almost everything has CHANGED and it is now a mature story. I like how it turned out. Thank you for all your support!
It still contains small grammar mistakes. You have been warned:)