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Zain
“You can exchange the rings now,” our advisor announced, people clapping and cheering around us.
We had finished the tulba ceremony privately, where I had to formally ask Nasrin’s family and her for her hand in marriage. After accepting the blessings from both of our families, Rahim had announced that the royal guests had arrived to take part in our engagement.
Taking a deep breath, I held her hand and hesitated only for a moment before sliding the emerald diamond ring on her finger. Cheers erupted around us as my eyes flickered to her honeyed orbs. They were glittering when they glanced from the ring to my face.
I could imagine how she was going to complain that it wasn’t something she deserved. Too bad that I was already thinking about how I would make her say ‘I deserve i
