The lonely heart - House of passion

When I was little, my father was for me the greatest love I see and meet, even when I grew up, I still believe that I am not the beloved of anyone, because I am the beloved of my father.. I imagined that life, including it, was a mirror for him, so I thought that all people are like his heart, until I grew up! My beliefs clashed with each other and life started dragging me to a place I do not know! I tried to keep up with it beside my father who always told me: "Be a support for yourself, I am not always for you" and I used to cry a cry that I no longer see myself except in his embrace, he wipes my hair, kisses my forehead, and comes back to tell me: "No one sees your tears but me, your weakness is with your father, but with people? I want to see my daughter the strongest person in existence" and today? With his support and trust, I became the most famous woman in the Arab world in the field of fashion, but there is a big emptiness in my heart, even though I have everything I want to own, but I am a woman who has been subjected to a lot of bullying because of my fame, I was more subjected to harassment, I did not find a man who fears God with a woman’s heart whom he loves more than I see men chasing only appearances! Everything tells me that life is not my place, I am not weak but I do not see myself in life. Everyone who knows me thinks that strength is my source, but what they did not know is that I feel more than I should! To see the best-selling books, click here