Farah's POVBy noon, the house had filled with Ya Nadia's friends, and — of course — my girls too: Zara and Asma. I'd even asked Aunty Hameedah to bring Nuri along.The bridal shower was supposed to start at ten. It started at noon instead, which surprised absolutely no one. By the time it did, we'd been dancing, singing, and posing for pictures for what felt like hours already.Ya Nadia stood at the center of it all in a white gown, turban, and veil, glowing in a way that made my chest ache a little. The rest of us wore pink, a sea of it, moving around her like petals."Time for the games!" the MC announced, clapping her hands for order. "Bridal Pictionary! Ten groups, five per group — the bride will be our judge."A board went up on an easel. Beside it, a bowl of folded papers and a marker."One person picks a word, another draws it, one minute on the clock. At the end, the bride picks the winning team and keeps her favorite drawing."My group. Me, Asma, Zara, Nuri, and Zainab, one
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