The next morning, she woke up with a swollen eye and a heart that pounded with panic. She didn't know that if the few hours of sleep she was able to get after she had prayed her subh sallow was the reason she had this so much fear and pain, more than the one she had felt at night in her heart. She went to greet Mama, and the look the woman gave her made Nadia's intestines churn. What was she going to do now? How would she tell Mama that Hussain had divorced her and they weren't leaving together anymore?
She went back to her room and didn't know when she broke into tears. Her gaze fell to Baby H that was peacefully sleeping and she wished she could turn back the hands of time to when all this wouldn't have happened. If Hassan was still alive, oh, would she have ever known this much agony?
