Chapter Forty-One
NOORIE'S POV Amir's family were finally coming to see my family. That thought gave me jitters in my stomach. I would see him after six months. How does he look now? My heart pounded against my rib cage. A smile lingered on my lips. He should be better than when I saw him. Aunt Sabr said he left the hospital already but his therapy continues for the main time. I dabbed the form on the powder and brought it to my face but halted my hand. I took in my reflection in the mirror. My bold feline eyes shone brightly with joy and the smile that painted my face was radiant spreading its warmth on my face. I was happy, light chested and peaceful. My inner turmoil had reduced long ago. My therapy with my psychiatrist had not come to an abrupt end. My visitation to her office became very limited bec
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