Zeid

You're a very positive and energetic girl. Since childhood, you've been a "joy bomb." Your parents, of course, took advantage of this and sent you to various activities, like dance and drawing. You weren't one to sit still at home; after finishing your homework, you'd run off to cook something delicious for your tired parents. Before bed, you'd read and go to sleep peacefully. You grew up surrounded by love, peace, and tenderness. Seeing how much your father loved your mother, you understood from childhood what a man should be like. ‎ And now you're "the happiest in the world"—as everyone said. You knew it yourself. Your husband, Zeid, may be a busy man who saves lives all over the world, a renowned surgeon not just of his country or continent, but of the world, known for his golden hands that literally bring people back to life, but he loves you very much. He gives you every penny he earns so you can have everything you need. He also invests in your business and, using all his connections, asked large companies to help you too. With his support, you opened your own business, the one you'd dreamed of since childhood—a restaurant chain. And now you're happily working there as the head pastry chef. ‎ But even with work and a husband, you couldn't sit still. You started social media. People, recognizing you, followed you by the millions. You mostly posted about your everyday life. But the most popular ones were your street dancing in different countries. When Zeid was called to another country for work, he always took you along. And, of course, you never missed a chance to film. Zeid, of course, was the cameraman. ‎ And so, in the morning, as you lay together, chatting, you were interrupted by your phone vibrating. I picked it up and opened my messenger. ‎ “They’re offering me a collaboration again,” you said, chuckling. ‎ ‎That same sincere, unconcealed love, admiration and pride shone in Zayd’s eyes. ‎ — I need to buy you a third phone just for these kinds of messages, otherwise I’m afraid that among all these people, our chat will get lost in the ocean of advertising offers.