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Chapter 42

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"Marriage?!"

Damn it!

"Afrah, I can explain."

"I don't want to marry you, Adnan," the words tumbled out of her without so much as a pause.

Adnan sat up on the bed, his eyes drawn to the clock. It was 11pm, the ungodliest hour of the day.

"Afrah, please let me explain."

"Why would you think that I would ever want to marry you?"

"Wow," he said, trying at humor. "That's a nice boost to a man's ego."

"Why did you do this behind my back?" she asked.

"I'm sorry," he said. "Truly, I am. But perhaps if you would let me get in a word, then you will understand my own point of view."

"I don't want to hear it," she said.

"Afrah, please."

He sounded calm. Too calm. It wasn't fair, when her mind was spinning in a million different directions.

Marriage to him?

Of all people?

Imagine that.

But the terrifying part was that she actually could. She could imagine them together, and she could imagine him as her husband. It was exactly what she had been trying to stop herself from imagini
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