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This is where the real story begins. Rafiq and I started having some issues. I began expressing how hurt I felt by his lack of...

It happened. We confessed. He told me the feeling was mutual and then he said more. He admitted he had felt this way for a long time. I...

I was falling in love, and I didn't know how to hold it in anymore. It had only been a few days and I didn't understand how this was...

I wasn't supposed to fall in love. Not with him. And definitely not in three days. This post is hard to write because I am still healing...

There he was. Always in the background. Rafiq—my childhood friend, tucked away in my homeland, Tehran. We’d spent years like that;...

Sometimes in life, we’re so sure we’ve made the right decision; so sure that the outcome has to reflect that. Right? Wrong. I thought I...

I met my husband in my 20s, in a small city tucked somewhere in the heart of the U.S. We fell in love fast. The kind of love they write...