She met him on one of her business trips to Paris. A migraine had created a path for them. A doctor.An American who had come to Paris to work. He was cool, reserved, gentle and made every patient that came to him feel like they were in the presence of an angel.
Her first visit was indifference. Second was curiosity and third she could feel her heart beating at the sight of him . The heart the most prestigiousof men couldn'tmove.
.By her fifth visit, he asked her out. She accepted. Then they started dating. They kept it a secret. She kept it a secret. To protect. To protect their peace. Soon, he proposed at a small restaurant they had their first date. She lived him.
She hid him. She didn't want him facing the sarcasm and mockery of the upper class. The men that trampled her doorstep would trample him under their feets.
Since she didn't have any close friend, no one knew the Zahra Hanan Al- Fasir was engaged to an ordinary medical doctor whose pay check wasn't even 6 figures. They would laugh. Not that she cared. But he cared. Very much....about his reputation.