Chapter 19. Tell Me About Yourself

“What about this one?” She raised the dress for Bushra to see. It was a white, long chiffon dress covered in crystals.

“Am I getting married?” Bushra asked with her head tilted to the side. Madina looked at the dress thoughtfully. “Too fancy,” she mouthed and then dropped it on the bed as she strolled back to Bushra’s drawer.

“This has to be it,” she declared, walking over to Bushra. The dress was dark blue with a flowery fringe at the neck. Bushra scanned the dress and admitted it was beautiful, but it didn’t fit the occasion. It was just a dinner with someone she didn’t even know if they were friends or not.

“Let me,” Bushra walked past Madina and searched through the drawer. She gave Madina a tight-lipped smile as she made her way to the bathroom. Madina sighed, feeling anxious about the dress Bushra had picked out.

Bushra came out in a black abaya that glistened under the bright lights, almost making it sparkle like the stars in the sky. “This is it,” she