She was passionate about love

Author: Nardeen Nabaa

Pages: 183

I am the woman of light. I shine for him until the white thread is distinguished from the black. I knew that I was paying the price for my attachment to him in silence and secrecy. My mother, who gave me to him, may pity me, and my father, who signed a martyrdom contract when he signed my marriage contract, may pity me, and this I can bear too, but what not? I can tolerate him leaving before me; either I leave before him or we leave together.