𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄

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Rimsha arrived at the location Ishaq had sent her. She sighed, a mix of dread and determination washing over her, and whispered, “Allah, please get me out of this soon.” She covered her mouth to stifle any sound, eyes scanning the crowded space anxiously.

Then, her gaze locked onto Ayesha. Rimsha's heart seemed to freeze mid-beat, confusion flooding her senses as she furrowed her brows. “Allah, what’s happening?” The question pulsed in her mind, echoing louder than the noise around her. She licked her lips nervously, a shiver trailing down her spine. But when her eyes found Nofal, standing just beyond Ayesha, realization hit her like a thunderbolt. This time, her eyes widened in shock, breath catching in her throat.

“WHAT!” The word escaped her, raw and trembling.

“WHAT!” The word escaped her, raw and trembling

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・₊✧Eshan pov・₊✧

I sat at home, boredom pressing down on me like a weight. I muttered to myself, “Why is this house so calm and peaceful? Am I in the right house?” The silence felt unnatural, almost eerie.

With a mischievous grin, I thought, If no one’s around, I might as well have some fun. I whispered, “Let’s see what this place is like with some chaos.”

Without another moment's hesitation, I jumped onto the bed, the springs squeaking beneath me as I leaped and spun, laughter bubbling up uncontrollably. For a few wild moments, I felt free, the quiet of the house shattered by my antics.

But in my frenzy, I lost my balance, my foot slipping off the edge. I tumbled forward, limbs flailing, before crashing onto the floor with a resounding thud.

“AhHHaHhhAahh!” I yelped, pain and surprise mingling in my voice. The room spun as I lay there, groaning, half-laughing, half-wincing. Well, that went well.

Just then, the door creaked open, and Ammi stepped inside. My eyes widened, and I gasped. “Ammi, you’re awake at this time?” I stammered, my voice a mix of surprise and dread.

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