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32. Misery
She was furious beyond comprehension. If she had known he would be the one, then nothing or no one would've forced her to go see him. Damn him! He was so full of himself. As arrogant as a peacock. But a peacock was way better than him, aye? How she hates him! She glared at his back as he left the room and stayed for few more minutes before she also stormed out angrily. She was fretting with rage and couldn't wait to get to her room so she can call Sameerah and rant off her ears. She knew about this, yet she kept quiet and pretended as though she didn't. That witch! She sneered inwardly, still walking towards her room. "Sister Zeenah," she heard her name being called and groaned inwardly. Turning swiftly, her eyes locked with her maternal cousin, Maryam. That snake! Of all people, it ha
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