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"Say yes sweetheart." Maya's father told her but she sat there rigidly. She tried to open her mouth to answer the maulvi but no words were coming out. Her throat felt constricted. She couldn't do this. The past week had flown by and before she knew it here she was sitting at her own nikah. She was wearing a traditional maroon dress with intricate embroidery at the hem of the shirt and jewelry adorning her neck. She wanted to get out of this and just refuse but she couldn't humiliate her family. She couldn't do this to her parents. She didn't have a choice. She wished she hadn't agreed to this in the first place. She wanted to run away and never look back. The maulvi repeated the question and she managed to croak out a yes this time with a quaver in her throat. She was surprised they c
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