Chapter Five: The Preparation


Chapter Five: The Preparation

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The day had finally arrived. For Afsana it came too quick. She was not sure what to expect and was nervous with butterflies in her tummy. It was a clear November morning, crisp but cold. The early morning sun shone through the window and reflected upon the wardrobe mirror. Afasana sat on her bed engrossed in her thoughts. “Afsana, come down my dear, breakfast is ready.” That was her mother calling from the kitchen. Afsana went downstairs and joined the rest of the family for breakfast. Continue reading Chapter Five: The Preparation