Chapter 115

“Brother! Burhan bhai! Brother! Burhan bhai! Help! Help!” she kept on screaming, her voice breaking and rising again as she looked straight into Sohrab’s eyes. The scream tore from her throat like something alive, desperate to escape.

Her throat burned with the force of it, but she did not stop. She could never forget those eyes. They were carved into her memory, dark and merciless.

Those eyes had haunted every dark corner of her mind for years. Whenever he came near her, he brought destruction into her life, as if chaos followed his presence without fail.

In their first meeting, he had sold her to her uncle without hesitation, as if she were nothing more than an object. The transaction had taken seconds; the wounds lasted a lifetime.

That single act had altered the course of her life forever. And in their second meeting, her and Moosa’s married life crumbled beyond repair. Trust shattered, relationships broke, and everything she had tried to hold onto slippe