GULAAB

GULAAB

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"please... treat her well. That's all I'm asking. Respect her, care for her. I know it's not fair, not to you or her, but this is fate. You were both caught in the middle of it. What's done is done now. she's in our home now. Our responsibility. And I just-" her voice broke slightly, "I just want to know she'll be safe with you." For a long moment, he didn't say anything. When he spoke, his voice was quiet. Even. Measured. "I'll respect her. I promise you that." He turned to look at his mother. "I will never mistreat her," he added after a beat. "That's the only thing I can promise right now." "That's all I ask." He nodded slowly. "I won't hurt her. Ever. But I can't give her... more than my respect."
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