Once Yasmeen reached the garden, she stood there dumfounded. Though, she couldn't see the face clearly because the princess back was facing her but she was sure that this is her Yasira.
Same slender body, same curves she sees when her sister put on tight dress, same height but unfortunately, she couldn't see her face.
She decide to move closer to where she's standing and if she's opportune to see her, even for once in order to clear up her doubt.
While Yasira on the other hand, was busy admiring the flower in front of her.
She looked around without turning on her back and smiled at her self. This is the life she has been waiting for. This is the life she wished to live.
"Thank goodness, I heard about the hair pin first from Mom, else, that crazy woman would have been in this posi
