Chapter Twelve

Third Person's POV:

It suddenly hit Abdullah what he had done. When he saw the look of anger, hurt, and disbelief on Maryam's face, he took a step backward. "I-uh..." When he stuttered, Noor shot him a glance that reminded him that he had to be ruthless. But, the guilt he felt was too much that he couldn't quickly cover it up.

"I'm leaving. If you called me just to give me this present of humiliation, then I think this is enough for today." Though the tears collecting at the brim of her eyes threatened to fall, Maryam kept up a tough face. She turned around to leave before Noor or Abdullah could see her weakness.

"You deserved it, Maryam." Noor was quick to speak which made her stop in her tracks. "Noor, I swear if you say another word, I won't be able to tolerate it," she warned her, her voice breaking. She wanted to yell at them, curse them, hit them, and show them that she wasn't a weakling. But, she felt scared.