In his Cage
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Meerab lived in Murtasim's house, but it wasn't a home - it was a cage dressed in elegance.
Every door opened with his permission, every silence ended with his voice. He didn't chain her - he didn't need to. His presence was the lock, his gaze the key she could never find.
When she moved, his eyes followed. When she spoke, his tone silenced her. And when she tried to step away, his calm words pulled her right back -
"You can go anywhere, Meerab. As long as it's inside my world."
She realized then - she wasn't just living with him.
She was living inside him.
And Murtasim's world was a beautiful, merciless cage built only for her.
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