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I don't love you anymore

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'I want a divorce, Saana.' Sana's steps came to a halt. She couldn't take another step since she couldn't feel the ground beneath her feet. She froze in place. Hamza didn't stop talking.' I have fallen in love with someone else. And, I can never cheat on you. So, I have thought we should separate. I am sorry.'Every single person's gaze was locked on them. Bibi was staring at Saana with worry.'I won't divorce you,' Saana murmured, inhaling some fresh air. You can get married again. I don't have any objections. You don't have to apologize.'Saana didn't look back. She dashed away. Hamza's brow furrowed.  Someone on the inside, though, grasped and unclasped his heart. He took off his cufflinks and walked into his room.
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