Chapter 248

The same sister who had been mentioned in the last words of Moosa’s father, whose life and well-being had always been a silent promise in his father’s heart, and whom Burhan had witnessed so clearly, had still been subjected to harm by the very man who claimed to love and protect her. Despite seeing the bond, despite knowing the responsibility he had over her, Burhan had made the decision to hurt her, to impose his will over hers, and that thought alone kept Moosa’s anger burning endlessly. Moosa had always equated his hatred for Burhan directly with the love he felt for his father. The deeper and purer his love for his father had been, the more fiercely he hated the man who had taken him away, who had shattered his family, and who had left scars both visible and hidden. That hatred was not just anger; it was sacred, intertwined with memory, loyalty, and the grief that had never fully healed, and that was why it always remained at the very top of his list of emotions, untouched and