I wake up to unbearable pain in my right shoulder. I adjust my eyes to get a good look at my surrounding. All the walls around me are painted white. There is a little couch in the room next to the window. Beside me there is a table and a chair, it has someone sleeping on it. The person's head is resting on the side of my bed, so I can't see the person's face. I look at what I am wearing, and it's a hospital gown. I suddenly recall why my shoulder hurts awfully. Alhamdulilah, I survived the gunshot. The person sleeping beside me suddenly moves in their sleep, allowing me to finally get a glimpse of their face. I am not surprised Ethan is the one sleeping here. He looks very peaceful while sleeping. He is the most handsome man I have ever laid my eyes on. I really missed him this past three months he was gone. Alhamdulilah, I survived the gunshot. I can't believe what would have happened to Ethan if I had died. He would have felt guilty all his life, Alhamdulilah, that did not happen.
I wake up to feather-like kisses on my belly. I gently open my eyes to be graced with the most beautiful grey eyes I have ever seen. I can never get tired of admiring these beautiful eyes of his. He stops kissing my stomach and graces those lips of his with mine."Good morning, honey," Ethan says, releasing me from our kiss. "How was your sleep?""Alhamdulilah, it was fine; what is the time?" I say, sitting up"It's noon; everyone would be here around three. You still have enough time to get ready.""Alright, I will take a shower and join you downstairs.""I will be waiting, my love," Ethan says, kissing my forehead and walks out.I carefully stand up from the bed and walk to the bathroom. I can't believe a year has gone by since Ethan and I got married. It still feels like yesterday he told me he converted to Islam. That day is one of the happiest days of my life. A lot has happened in our lives in the past year. Both Ethan an