Chapter 4

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7 years later

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AMNA

I was indeed my father's daughters being the first and only child of my father is the best thing ever and I didn't want to share him. I was so happy I am his only child.

"Damn, I have added so much weight" I said looking at the mirror

"Ah Amna you and mirror ke, you're just 18th years by the way. Calm down" .

" How was your sleep over at their Fadilas house " my mom asked.

"it was fine, daddy came to pick me" I said

Ever since 10year old me met Fadila we have been inseparable. I go to her house most times for holidays and she comes to mine for holidays too. Whenever I asked about her Father she always brush it off and I stopped asking. Well I assumed she didn't have a father and I made sure my dad does everything for she and her mom

Many people mistake us as twins and says we look so alike but we both laugh it off because we were best friends and do almost everything together

I also noticed my father and her mother has become so close

I wasn't a fan of Hajara at all, she was always sneaky and fond of asking me personal questions about my mom

I stopped my father from coming to pick me up, rather I told him I would prefer using a uber or the driver coming to pick me from Fadilas house but he went for the latter

My family was a very happy one my mother, my father and I
We were a perfect family, three was perfect . It was a perfect number for us

I was definitely closer to my father right from the onset but that didn't mean I don't like my mother I did but well.

But I refused to tell my mother any of these or how my father and Fadilas mother Hajara were always talking in private. I knew she was ill.

My mom isn't feeling well and I can tell. She's going through some health challenges and it keeps getting worst day by day .

"So when next are you going there" my mother asked

"Well, I don't know I don't feel like" I said while brushing my hair

"Humm, come sit I will comb it for you" she said

" Tell me a story mummy"

once upon a time ,There was a woman who.....................

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" Wow, what a story. Things we do for love" I said

"I can't wait to get a man that will love me and treat me the way daddy treats you"

"No my dear daughter, pray for your own love. A man who would love you , and don't you forget my dear daughter :Love is never enough" Hauwa quickly said praying to God not to give her daughter a man like Saeed

" Mummy how is ya Asiya?. It been awhile since I heard from her" I said enjoying how my mother was massaging my scalp

" She's fine oooo" my mother said

Hauwa was lost in her thoughts, by now she was supposed to be out of this marriage but somehow I was still in it. Asiya got the perfect plan on how to run away and Hauwa was very sure the reason her friend Asiya has avoiding her is because she decided to stay in this loveless marriage all for the sake of her daughter and her pathetic self couldn't leave her husband.

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