Fahmid stood still, his mind whirling with emotions as the truth spilled from Afreen’s lips. She had loved him all along. Every heartbeat, every stolen glance, every quiet prayer—it had all been real. And yet, she had sent him away. Harshly. Without explanation.

He wanted to be overjoyed. But the ache—the years of silence, the betrayal, the loneliness—it clawed at his chest. He did not smile. He did not move. He just stared at her. Not with affection—no. With something more painful: disappointment.