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NOVEL BASED ON A TRUE STORY
The cyclamen flower, outwardly poised and delicate, manifests boldly below the surface with
great tenacity. Her roots endure all winters, waiting on the promise of spring - a moment to blossom again.
Chadia was a bright and beautiful child with a zest for life. The cyclamen, native to her homeland and reminisce of her childhood, became a metaphor for her life. Once civil war erupted in her home of Beirut, no one was left unscathed by what followed. Neighbours against neighbours, friends against their brothers; families torn, mothers weeping. With mercenaries taking aim on her family, Chadia took action. Her deep-rooted compassion would not see her bring harm upon anyone, but she had to do something.
Eventually, fleeing to the United States, Chadia's hardships were not over. The battle was no longer physical but emotional. Struggling to fit in and embrace the new season, an abusive marriage withered her joy in the South. Clinging to hope, it was time for her to flee again.
Australia, her sanctuary...
The cyclamen flower, outwardly poised and delicate, manifests boldly below the surface with
great tenacity. Her roots endure all winters, waiting on the promise of spring - a moment to blossom again.
Chadia was a bright and beautiful child with a zest for life. The cyclamen, native to her homeland and reminisce of her childhood, became a metaphor for her life. Once civil war erupted in her home of Beirut, no one was left unscathed by what followed. Neighbours against neighbours, friends against their brothers; families torn, mothers weeping. With mercenaries taking aim on her family, Chadia took action. Her deep-rooted compassion would not see her bring harm upon anyone, but she had to do something.
Eventually, fleeing to the United States, Chadia's hardships were not over. The battle was no longer physical but emotional. Struggling to fit in and embrace the new season, an abusive marriage withered her joy in the South. Clinging to hope, it was time for her to flee again.
Australia, her sanctuary...