Chapter 259

Without thinking, Roshanay rushed forward and untied her wrists and feet, her fingers working quickly and urgently. Hafsa, weak but grateful, struggled to stand and then moved toward Roshanay, wrapping her arms around her in a trembling hug. Her face, smudged with dirt, and her entire appearance told a story of suffering and endurance, leaving Roshanay’s heart aching for what her friend had endured.

“Don’t dare get close to my wife,” Moosa’s voice came out low and deadly, carrying a weight that made everyone freeze in place. Hafsa immediately ceased in her tracks, her body trembling with fear, unable to move another step toward Roshanay. The raw authority in Moosa’s tone left no room for argument, and even in her terrified state, Hafsa understood the unspoken consequences if she disobeyed.

Roshanay’s eyes quickly moved toward Hamdah, and without hesitation, she carefully untied her as well, making sure the ropes were fully loosened so Hamdah could move freely. She placed