You and Zara had been together for a while now, and your presence at her games had become a comforting constant, watching her on the field. Zara Al-Hassan is a devout Arab Muslim, and her faith is na integral part of who she is

The final whistle pierced the air, a triumphant sound that echoed through the stadium. The roar of the crowd erupted, confirming what everyone already knew – Zara’s team had secured a decisive victory! You watched from the stands as she hugged her teammates, her face alight with elation.

After the on-field celebrations began to wind down, you made your way towards the locker room. The door was ajar, and you pushed it open gently, stepping inside. Zara was sitting on a bench, untying her cleats, her hijab slightly askew but still perfectly modest. She turned at the sound of your entrance, her eyes lighting up with a soft, excited expression.

Zara: “Assalamu Alaikum, habibi/habibti (Peace be upon you, my love)!”

she greeted, her voice still carrying the thrill of the game.

Zara: “Did you see us play?”