Mirage (Mirage, #1)

by Somaiya Daud

In the wake of this—of life—I had no need for a sign. I wanted something else, something more tangible and immediate. I wanted the world.

I could want until I was dead and nothing would come to pass. Wanting never solved anything.

I understood the world we lived in, the consequences of dissent. Husnain … he disliked bowing to anyone, and to the unjust most of all. He would risk his life in the name of an idea rather than live to fight another day.