Saad's pov:
The guilt gnawed at my heart as we walked back home. I couldn't shake the feeling off of myself, which in turn made me more frustrated. How could I even do that? Did I think of her to be someone like that? Someone like how I accused her of being? How could I have even suspected something like that?
What was I even thinking? Did my brain, by any chance, stop working or something that I wasn't in my senses? What were my senses even doing? Where did they go when I needed them the most? Suddenly, I remembered the translation of an aayat, which just made me feel more guilty.
Allah (swt) teaches us that suspicion is bad: "O you who have believed, avoid much [negative] assumption. Indeed, some assumption is sin. And do not spy or backbite each other. Would one of you like to eat the flesh of his brother when dead? You would detest it. And fear Allah; indeed, Allah is Accepting of repentance and Merciful" (49:12).