wajih & onaifa(epilogue)

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Onaifa cloaked in the delicate fabric of her bridal dress, gazes at him with a quiet anticipation, her heart racing in a way she hadn't expected. Her hands, still clasped together, tremble slightly, betraying the calm exterior she strives to maintain.

Wajih stands before her, his eyes reflecting the same wonder and longing. With a deep breath, he lifts his hand toward her veil, the fabric light and gentle between his fingers. As he pulls it back, revealing the beauty of her face her eyes shining with a mixture of shyness and excitement he is struck by the depth of the moment, a moment that is both sacred and completely personal.

For a brief second, their eyes lock, neither of them speaking, but everything is said in that glance: a shared promise, a recognition of the trust that has just begun to blossom between them. He sees not just her outer beauty but the vulnerability in her gaze, the quiet hope, and the softness that only love can bring.

She catches her breath as she takes in the sight of him, her new husband, so close, yet in this moment, infinitely more intimate than any other moment they've shared before. His touch is tender as he lifts the veil completely, and she feels the warmth of his hand graze her skin, sending a wave of emotion through her.

Her pulse quickens in response, and there's a delicate tension in the air a mix of affection, admiration, and the excitement of what's to come,

Without a word he gently kisses her,
onaifa can feel her body melting in wajih's arms he was kissing her passionately without a care of their surrounding two souls getting united,

he smiles a gentle, knowing smile between the kiss, he proceeds to take her all in,
as if to reassure her that this new chapter of their lives is about to begin. And in the silence that follows, filled with a thousand unspoken words, both their hearts beat a little faster, filled with the quiet promise of forever.

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