Description
I followed her behind the house, i was trying to catch up with her. i called out her name but she did not seem to hear. a thorn pricked me i hissed in pain looking down, i pulled the dress up revealing the blood, turns out it was not a thorn but a thin roofing Nail. Through the pain i looked up to see i lost sight of her. I frowned wondering why she would want to go out the house at this time when the rest of us are inside. After looking around i spotted her far near the tree house. As i got closer i froze and saw the love of my life right there, my blood ran cold at the sight in front of me. How could he? after everything we went through. I looked at the person next to him and could not believe my eyes. *** This is a short story of a Practicing Muslimah who has a hard time practicing her deen after she falls in love with a guy and slowly she starts slipping into a sinful path but she hated it, she hated it too much but because she let herself go will she fully slip in major sin? or will she save herself before it's too late?
Chapter One
