Papers were scattered around her as she sat on the bed reading one by one the letters on the paper she was holding. Rakia sighed loudly and lowered the list from her face by shaking it roughly.

“Why are there so many guests?” she muttered then looked at the papers scattered around her and shuffled them with stress. He went to her laptop. Typing in the names she could remember from her life and from the list she had read.

“It’s just a charade wedding between me and Dashtan why should I invite so many people? He must not have invited many people either,” Rakia grumbled as her fingers nimbly...