An Arabic man, shadowed by vengeance, finds himself drawn to a niqabi girl whose light is pure and untouchable. Their bond, fragile yet intoxicating, teeters between love and obsession. As the whispers of his buried past rise, their worlds begin to...
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Aren't we all waiting to be read by someone Praying that they'll tell us that we make Sense?
GHAZI
Here i am sitting alone in the darkest room, these walls aren't letting a single ray of light pass through them. I never in my wildest dreams thought about ending up here, not after all the things i have done and definitely because of this reason, but my need to breathe, my need to feel alive and my need to have her, My Elixir, My HALA. She made me blind but it feels like she was the one who made me see for the first time. Before her, i had this burning feeling inside my chest and i was hungry for revenge but when i looked at those eyes i felt alive, after so long my heart was at peace but she made my mind a messed place.
