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Assad gripped the back of his brother’s neck and pulled him closer to kiss his temple. Hassan hated it every time he did it, but Assad would never stop showing his brother love. Their father made him promise to look after Hassan when he left the country, and that was a responsibility he would never take lightly… no matter how old they got.
A part of him wanted to feel used. Wanted to feel as if the drugs were the only reason she’d called. But the other part of him, that young boy still in need of his mother’s love, refused to see her as anything beyond a mother who had finally taken the time to call her son.
else for that matter. He’d cheated and made his bed, now he had to
up at him with sad eyes. “You deserve love that doesn’t include intentional pain. If he can give you that, you’ll have my blessing. But
which made her smile. It was crazy how the same action from a different man created
The worst thing a woman could do for herself was carry the weight of her childhood wounds and traumas into the relationships