Chapter 219

On the cue, Dilshad stepped out of the washroom after taking a shower, her damp hair wrapped in a towel and the faint scent of jasmine soap trailing behind her. The jasmine lingered in the air, a fragile sweetness in the midst of so much bitterness. She smiled looking at Roshanay, the gentle curve of her lips softening the tired lines around her eyes, though the worry never quite left them these days. “What happened, Nur?”

“Nothing, mother. Just that... I am worried,” Roshanay answered quietly, setting the phone down on the small table as if it might burn her fingers. The table was small, but the weight she placed on it felt enormous.

“Worried? About what?” Dilshad asked, stepping closer, her voice warm with concern as she reached out to brush a stray lock of hair from Roshanay’s face.

“I called my brother and told him to come over but he says he’ll take me back,” Roshanay said quietly, her voice still trembling a little from the conversation that had ended only mi