Chapter 165

“Did you come here just to see how your brother ruined my sister?” Burhan’s tone was sharper now, heavy with accusation and restrained fury.

Alizeh quickly shook her head in denial, her movements almost frantic, and slowly lifted her gaze to meet his. Her eyes were wide, glimmering with an almost fragile light, resembling the eyes of a helpless pigeon caught in the open, full of vulnerability and silent fear. There was something raw and pleading in her expression, a quiet that spoke more than words ever could.

Burhan’s hand firmly grasped her arm, guiding her gently yet with undeniable authority, and he made her turn toward the sleeping form of Roshanay. Standing close behind her, he circled one arm lightly but firmly around her navel, his presence overwhelming in its intensity. “She takes sleeping pills every night,” he said quietly, leaning closer so that his words brushed against her ear, low and deliberate. “But you,” he added, his voice almost a whisper now, heavy w