Chapter 195

“Between your brother and Moosa. You can attempt to call Karimi. He will definitely trace the call, and he will come here. If he dies or if we die, fate will decide who survives, but someone close to you will depart from this world. It will be either your husband or your brother.” His words lingered, heavy and inescapable, like shadows stretching across the room, reaching into her mind and pressing against her conscience.

“If you want to talk to him, you can do so once we step out of this country,” Irtaza added, his eyes meeting hers with subtle insistence, emphasizing the necessity of safety over immediate action. There was no room for negotiation, no allowance for sentiment, only the brutal logic of survival, yet his eyes held a faint, almost imperceptible softness that suggested understanding, a recognition of the impossible position she was being forced into.

Roshanay hesitated for a moment, her mind struggling to reconcile the danger and her desperate desire to reac