He wasn’t my prince charming, to say the least. Ibrahim called me two days after our little encounter and proceeded to tell me that he loved me. He didn’t even know me! Just because he freakishly found out my name, number, and address didn’…

Back in the summer of 2007, sometime before I had met Omar, even, I had briefly been introduced to a guy by the name of Youssef. I was in no way, shape, or form remotely interested or attracted to said Youssef. I paid no heed to him at all. And no…