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Then he stood and excused himself, leaving the two of them alone together as was customary during a formal meeting between prospective bride and groom.

He left the door open and sat in the nearby sitting room, close enough to see them, though he could not hear their conversation.

"How are you?"

Omar asked, trying to ease the tense atmosphere caused by her nervousness.

Instead, his attempt seemed to have the opposite effect.

Her nervousness only increased.

She answered with a heavy tongue and br
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