It all happened so quickly it left her head spinning. One moment Tahira Mahmud was deeply engrossed in a mountain of college assignments, and the other moment she was crouched over her doorstep, wide-eyed, staring into a universe of innocence in a strange baby's eyes. All she knew was that it was Muslim. . . . But that had been enough. Completed | Editing in process © copyright Zainab Alam, 2016. Cover - @qasmey- / / I wrote this book when I was like 14, and it shows. It's kinda cute though, if I can say so myself.All Rights Reserved
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