CHAPTER 26
Hours later, after Andi brought her home.
Samira gazed at the mirror in front of her. She was dressed up in one piece, buttoned olive-green, above the knee dress--she was the usual appropriately attired woman. The same image, the same Samira, yet, the familiar luster in her eyes was missing. Had she been courageous enough to speak with her grandfather and begged for this night of introduction not to proceed, she might not feel like a mourning soul with a hole in her heart.
Instead of speaking to her grandpa, it crossed her mind that it was better to talk with Damien directly and resolve the issue among themselves. She was 25, and Damien was 30. They have more wisdom now, and committing to marriage without regard to emotions was like jumping on a cliff. Death was waiting for
