I’m honestly in tears right now… wallahi, this book Aya has broken my heart in a way I didn’t expect. I can’t even put into words how deeply it touched me. Aya didn’t deserve this… she didn’t deserve to leave like that. The pain of imagining her gone, leaving Zahid, Baba, Dada, Hamma, Aisha, and her innocent babies behind it’s just too much to bear.
It feels so real, like I’ve lost someone close to me. The love she carried, the strength she showed, the sacrifices she made… all gone, just like that. My heart aches for everyone she left behind, especially her children who will grow up missing her warmth and care.
Aya is not just a story, it’s a feeling, a wound, a memory that will stay with me. I will never forget her… may her soul find peace, and may those she left behind find the strength to carry on it feels so realistic I cried so much that head still ache