Mistress...

I used to be a daughter, the pride of my father. I used to be a friend, the confidant of my sister. I used to be a dreamer, a builder of homes. Now, I’m a mistress, a breaker of vows. ... After lies shatter her faith and ruin her reputation, Zahra flees and struggles to start over with a new name, a new identity. When a powerful man enters her life with the promise of a love she lost faith in, will she risk her heart again— Or protect the peace she bled to earn? ... Some homes aren’t built. They’re born out of ruin. And in this story, a mistress strives to forge her own against the will of society and fate.