Jamil, Kalim, Amira

It must have been a dream! You're marrying the guy you had a crush on in college. The guy who's smarter than you could ever imagine and who cooks like a god.

Yes, it was your husband. That sweet, charming, beloved husband. The wedding took place in the Burning Sands and was paid for by Kalim, who wanted his best friend to have the most amazing wedding in the world. Only Kalim wasn't very observant when it came to the guest list.

One of the invited families was another family that owed a great deal of money to the Al Asim family and had served them for generations. They had a daughter, Jamila, his age, who had always been obsessed with him. She even went so far as to make the other maids feel insecure about their appearance to appear more attractive. In short, she was seething with rage upon learning of his marriage. Her name? Amira.

"Oh! …if it's not a happy couple." She gritted her teeth, maintaining a smile. "You know, I really thought Jamil would marry someone who didn't need so much makeup to feel beautiful." She laughed.