Alhaji Ahmad, who was their father, and their mother, Doctor Maryam, a professor and doctor with her own private hospital. Her husband, Alhaji Ahmad, was an Ethiopian who came to Nigeria for business. He was also well-educated. They had been married for at least ten years before they had their children, Fatima, who they called Samha, and Zainab, who they called Saima. Being their only children, and with their abundant wealth, they had everything they wanted in life as long as it didn't contradict Islamic teachings. They were both around seventeen years old and were first-year students at Bayero University. Samha was studying pharmacy, while Saima was studying computer science. Due to their different fields of study, they would part ways once they entered the university but would reunite at the end of the day. They were identical twins, with the only distinguishing feature being that Samha was fair-skinned and Saima had a chocolate complexion. They even dressed alike. They had a very close bond, and sometimes their mother would say, "One day you won't be able to do this because marriage will separate you." They would laugh together and say, "Mommy, no one will come *BETWEEN US* except death. Even if we get married, we'll marry twins like us." She would smile and say, "May Allah grant it."

*That was it*

They entered the university after the driver parked the car. They got out together just as Saima's friend Aleeya arrived. After getting out of her car, she came and hugged her friend with joy. Samha just watched them and walked on, feeling unhappy. Aleeya said, "Saima, why doesn't Samha like to interact with anyone? Can't you see how aloof she is?" Saima took her hand as they walked and replied, "Honestly, I don't know. Sometimes *BETWEEN US*, we only exchange glances even at home; she doesn't talk much." Aleeya sighed and said, "You should advise her to change. She doesn't even interact with guys, as if she's not a girl. Some say she's arrogant." Saima shrugged, indicating she didn't care, and said, "She can do whatever she wants; it doesn't bother me." Aleeya laughed and said, "Well, it should bother you." They fell silent as they reached their classroom door.

She hurried because she knew her lecturer's nature, but she arrived to find he was already in class. She entered with a greeting, feeling a bit scared. In a stern voice, he said, "Hey! Get out." She turned to him and said, "Sir, please, I'm sorry." He angrily replied, "Sorry for yourself, get out!" She quickly left, feeling very upset. She stayed outside until the break. Then one of her close friends, Aysha, came and sat with her. Aysha asked, "Samha, why are you always late? Every time this lecturer comes, you're never early, and you know it will cause you trouble." Samha looked at her, almost not wanting to speak, but then said, "It's not my fault; he just hates me. He only tells me to leave, but he let another student in after he sent me out." Aysha, worried, said, "I know, but you should try to be early every day he lectures." Samha smiled, revealing her dimples, and said, "Thanks for caring. Insha'Allah, I'll try to come before he arrives." Aysha smiled back and said, "That's good. Now, let's go eat." Samha agreed, and they left together.