REMARKABLE

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Salam/Hello!

Seriously, I take that Author thing back. I'd probably have to wait too long to get votes. I have realized that I am content with as many as I get and I don't have the patience to wait that long 😂

So, I have noticed that the chapters are too long.
If you guys could please tell me
A) you're fine with the length? B) Do I need to shorten the chaps?

Just put up a dot, comma, alphabet or anything.

Seriously, you guys just tell me or I'd probably keep writing long chapters.

Advantage: I get to wrap things more quickly.
Disadvantage: it's a pain in the ass to write/read (probably?) long chapters.

Next update has definitely a lot of Yahya Firas and Armineh. I already have that written. I'll probably post it in October.

Okay, you can continue to read in peace, now.

Tc. X

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It's been months since Sabeeha had seen her daughter and she was pleasantly surprised to see her standing before her in the drawing room along with her in laws, her husband and her brother in law. Anaam had accompanied them, he wanted to make sure everything went as planned. He didn't want to risk anything at this point.

'Asslamualaikum.'Sabeeha greeted as she entered into the drawing with a huge smile on her place that clearly gave away her sentiments, opening her arms for Armineh and she stepped in, hugging her mother, tight.

Armineh pulled away when Sabeeha sniffled, tears glistened in her eyes as she looked into her mother's teary gaze, brushing her precious tears with her thumbs as she cradled her face.

'I am sorry.'Armineh whispered as she engulfed her mother in her arm's again, treasuring her as she had refused to do the same for some time, now.

'Let me meet my friend, Armineh?' Hajra said, smiling as she patted Armineh's shoulders and Armineh was forced to step away from her mother while Hajra wrapped her in a side hug.

'Sit, please.' Sabeeha gestured for everyone to sit down as she placed herself beside Armineh, holding her hands in her lap. She couldn't stop beaming at everyone.

'Are you Amaan or Anaam?' Sabeeha inquired, unknowingly patting Armineh's hands.

'He's Anaam, Ammi.' Armineh answered for Anaam, chuckling.

Anaam was a ball of nerves as he loosened his tie and took a lungful of air, sitting before his soon to be mother in law.

'How are you, Auntie?' Anaam inquired and Adam's eyes widened beside his son.

'I am fine. I am fine. How are you, betay?' Sabeeha asked Anaam to which he answered 'I am good.' And Sabeeha turned her attention to her son in law,'What about you, Yahya Firas? I hope you have been good for my daughter?' She wasn't about to make the same mistake, twice. She knew her daughter would do everything, it was Yahya Firas she was worried about. She didn't know if he would make the same efforts as Armineh.

Yahya Firas looked up at being questioned as Armineh's eyes rose to her hairline at mother's question.

'Thanks for asking, Auntie and I think your daughter will give you a more truthful answer.' Yahya Firas uttered, looking away at his father with a fake smile. This was the day Yahya Firas feared and he obviously didn't want to lie so for his selfish reasons he put Armineh in the spotlight.