"You have embarrassed me publicly! You are going to go back in there, and sit with the other wives until I've finished my talks."
Amira watched her husband's back as he walked back to a group of men. She fought back the tears stinging the edges of her eyes, then, taking a deep breath and plastering on a smile, she walked back to the sitting area in the atrium.
The minutes ticked by like hours, and the hours dragged on like days. The fake smile, pointless conversations, and her husband's gaze wore Amira out more than hiking.
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