Chapter 247

The guilt was a chain that bound him to his past, a constant reminder of the mistakes he had made. Moosa could feel the weight of his remorse, the desperate need to make amends, to prove that he was worthy of the love he had been given.

And after coming to know that Roshanay was in fact Nur, it made things strangely easier for him to accept, as if a veil had been lifted from his heart, allowing him to see her completely and without hesitation. Accepting her entirely, with every flaw, every scar, every mark of her past, became natural to him. He could own everything that belonged to her, everything that made her who she was, without judgment or hesitation. He was not ashamed, not for a moment, to narrate the story of his wife’s past to anyone who needed to know or who asked, because he understood fully that she was never at fault for what had happened to her. What she had endured, what she had survived, and what she had become through it all only made him respect and love her e