Chapter 11

Sophia           "Adé mí*, your food is ready. It's on the table," I called out to Yusuf- my husband. (my crown).  I didn't know what else I could do again. I was tired of making his life hell because he said it made him fall harder. He was such a cheesy cool guy.  Since past months, I'd been trying but didn't stop myself from my wifely duties like cooking, maintaining the house, caring for him-because that was my duty. Well, I was grateful to Allah for granting me him because...