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Writer's POV:

And just when Saïda thought it was over, it worsened.

Some of the Prince's exes had actually found her number and were calling or texting her, all for the same purpose.

"You cannot marry Asahd!"

Saïda was unable to realise what she was dealing with. Seemed every single girl he'd ever dated, wanted him back and were raged that he was marrying her, instead. Especially because most of them despised Saïda.

Saïda ended up putting her phone off, exasperated. She sat in the living room.

Not long after, Asahd walked in.

"Sweetheart?" he went to sit near her and noticed how tired and moody she seemed.

"What...