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Chapter 37 : Back To The Arms That Waited.

The next morning arrived too soon.

Sunlight filtered gently through the curtains, casting a golden hue across the room. Aisha stood near the dresser, adjusting her dupatta with careful hands. Omar leaned against their balcony's doorframe, arms folded, silently watching her. He was dressed for work too, but his eyes were fixed only on her.

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Siya M

I write because I know you need an escape from reality, and so do I. ❤