Chapter 25

Am I the only one that thinks choosing an outfit is stressful maybe it’s because I don’t have many clothes and almost all my clothes or should I say all my clothes aren’t up to Rayan’s family standard? I really care about what I wear but when I told Amal about it, she got into my head, as usual, she said and I quote, "It’s a big day for you Afraah, just as much as it’s a big day for Rayan’s uncle, you have to look your best." But to be honest, I don’t understand what she meant by that. It took me almost thirty minutes to select an outfit and all I got is a black abaya which I owned since high school, I’m not even sure if it still fits me. I held the cloth, sizing it on my body, it looks a bit small to me. I kept it down on the chair, still wondering what to wear, Rayan will be here in two hours and I haven’t thought of the cloth to wear, this is seriously stressful. With a ring on my phone, I checked it and Amal’s name and photo flashed across the screen.

"Hello," I said almost immed