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**ibrahim's p. O. V**** I had woken up not feeling so good this morning,it was probably because of the argument I had with Aaliyah the night before. After fajr I had come back from the masjid to get ready for work. I had gone to knock on her door early before fajr but she didn't answer probably she was still upset with me or she wasn't awake yet but I go for the second one because she is a morning person. Knock knock "Fatima,check who's at the door"i said dropping the cup of coffee back on the table as I was about going out. "asalamualakun"the lady who had entered said and I already guessed it was Aaliyah's best friend. She had asked me sometime if she could stay with us for some days because she needed someone to talk with and I just couldn't say no because that was the first time sh