The Art of Faking It #3

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It’s the last day of Ramadan and I come bearing good news . . .

My novel, The Art of Faking It, is currently free for purchase as an ebook on Amazon! This free promotion ends on the 14th May at 23:59 so please get it before then! It’s a pretty amazing book, if i say so myself lmao. You can also order paperback copies of it on Amazon and on Book Depository — where you get an alternate cover. And if you have a library card, please please please request my book for them, I would appreciate it so much!!

I’ve also got another little teaser for you!! xo

Buy The Art of Faking It.

sometimes it’s better to just fake it than be honest. it’s safer for everyone.

Getting over a break up is hard, but it’s even harder when you’re still in love with your ex.

It’s been nearly two years since Sabrina’s relationship met its end and she’s still mourning what-once-was and what-should’ve-been. It doesn’t seem to get easier, even though everyone has been telling her that it will and all she needs is to start dating again.

She knows they’re right. She needs to move on.

So when one of her friends suggests she hook up with Daniel Fitzgerald, a charming, handsome teacher by day, and artist by night, she agrees, thinking maybe this is just what she needs.

But letting go of the past is a lot harder than she anticipated. Pair that with a sprinkling of mistakes and consequences rushing to the surface, the brown girl guilt from choosing to step out of a house immersed in cultural traditions and the inability to move on from what she’s lost, and this dating journey becomes more than just a casual, no strings attached situation-ship.

After all, faking it only gets you so far, and Sabrina can’t run from her feelings forever.


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“And I was thinking, maybe we go to a spa as well?”

“God, yes, please,” Sabrina laughed. “I need that.”

“The mind-blowing sex with Daniel not enough to alleviate your stress?” Veda quirked an eyebrow. Sabrina narrowed her eyes and opened her mouth to respond, when her phone, beside her on the booth, vibrated with a message from Daniel. She looked at the notification and chose not to respond.

First of all,” she began, in reply to Veda. “I am not stressed. And second of all, I just want to get pampered, so shut up.”

“Mhm,” Veda replied, smiling. “Methinks the lady’s desire for a young man named Daniel is—”

“My only desire for him is sexual, not emotional,” Sabrina said loudly. The group of boys glanced over at her, their words coming to a halt. She flushed, and then lowered her voice. Elle was laughing and not bothering to hide it. “You’re both so infuriating, oh my god.”

“Your reaction is what’s making us continue,” Elle said after she managed to stop laughing. “Although,” she added. “We do think you fancy him.”

“That’s just because you’re both dumb,” Sabrina grumbled.

“Hmm,” Veda chuckled. “We should get going. I want to get some more revision done today. We have an exam in a week.”

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Sumaiya Ahmed is a freelance journalist and writer, aiming to break down the boundaries of cultural stigma and shame attached to mental health and sexuality within the South Asian culture, and bringing marginalised topics to light.

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