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Chapters (57)
  1. Cover
  2. Title
  3. Dedication
  4. Time's Up
  5. Acknowledgments
  6. Prologue
  7. Part One
  8. 1. Amira Babir
  9. 2. Sorrow
  10. 3. Malik
  11. Part Two
  12. 4. Childhood
  13. 5. Nanny Karin
  14. 6. Friendship
  15. 7. Black Dream
  16. 8. The End of Childhood
  17. Part Three
  18. 9. Jihan
  19. 10. Good-Byes
  20. 11. Alone
  21. Part Four
  22. 12. Ali
  23. 13. Honeymoon
  24. 14. Marriage
  25. 15. Motherhood
  26. 16. Philippe
  27. 17. A Man in The Night
  28. Part Five
  29. 18. Fear
  30. 19. Remali Police
  31. 20. Morning Visitors
  32. 21. Prodigal’ Return
  33. 22. Escape
  34. 23. Brother Peter
  35. 24. M. Cheverny
  36. 25. Enemies
  37. 26. A New Woman
  38. Part Six
  39. 27. An All- American Boy
  40. 28. Genevieve
  41. 29. Carolyn
  42. 30. Incident In Toronto
  43. 31. Laila
  44. 32. Cameron
  45. 33. Mustafa
  46. 34. Ali
  47. 35. Karim
  48. 36. Travis
  49. 37. Evasion
  50. 38. Brad
  51. 39. Mirages
  52. Part Seven
  53. 40. Truth
  54. 41. Retribution
  55. 42. Redemption
  56. Epilogue
  57. About the Author

But after a second cup of coffee, Philippe said, with obvious regret, that he would have to leave. “An early flight, alas. But please allow me to return your hospitality. I would be honored if you would visit me in Paris.” Bending over Amira’s hand, he kissed it lightly, his breath like a caress.

Scarcely noticing Ali’s searching look, she went to bed reliving that moment, Philippe’s touch, his voice, his elegant manner, that special glance from his eyes.

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In the quiet time before dawn, while she was still fast asleep, Amira felt a hand on her breast, fingers trailing so delicately on her skin that she moaned with pleasure. But suddenly, the fingers were no longer gentle. They squeezed and pinched and hurt. She cried out in pain and pushed the hand away. A sting- ing slap jolted her awake. Ali was beside her, his face mottled red with anger. “Listen carefully, woman,” he said between clenched teeth, “and listen yet again. I decide, do you understand? I decide what happens in this bed and outside it, and that’s how it will be until the day you die.” Amira listened, eyes wide, scarcely breathing. Why was he so angry? What had she done? Could he possibly know that she had slept with thoughts of another man? That her body had responded to his touch? She searched Ali’s face for answers, but found none. Without another word, he got up from the bed and left.

Later that day, she found a sura from the Koran, written on parchment and nailed to the wall of her bedroom: “If you fear that they (your wives) will reject you, admonish them and remove them to another bed; firmly beat them. If they obey you, then worry no more. God is high and great.”

And for the first time in her marriage, Amira feared her husband.

15. Motherhood

Motherhood

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“Are you certain, Amira? Absolutely certain?” “The doctor confirmed it today.”

Ali fell to his knees and began kissing her hand. “This is the greatest gift of all, Amira, not only to me but to my father. Now you are truly my queen.” “The king’s pleasure and yours are as my own,” she said, meaning every word. Now the pressure to conceive was over; now her husband, her mother-in-law—and everyone else—knew she was not deficient in any way.