Glamour's POV
It seems each time I listened to mom's voice I turned even sadder than I already was and that was the case right now as I sat in bed thinking about my life and how shitty my situation is, but that was only until I was reminded of the gift I had received from Hamdi.
Getting down from the bed, u had grabbed the box, and sat back down before opening it and the sight alone made my face lit up instantly as a bright smile made its way up my face.
It was a gift of a Quran, Hamdi always said he was going to give me one although I had access to the ones at home I've never owned a personal one.
It was one with Arabic transliteration and translation all in one book and I couldn't be more happier than I was right now as I stared at it in my hand.
