Chapter 260

It was gradually coming into existence, growing bit by bit, and with each passing day, it became more real and tangible to her. With all these thoughts running through her mind, she felt an overwhelming desire to keep it, to protect it at all costs. She never allowed herself to associate the child with the seed of the man who had forced himself upon her. Instead, she connected the baby entirely with herself, seeing it as an extension of her own life, her own resilience, and the tiny embodiment of hope she had managed to hold onto in a world that often felt cruel and unforgiving.

“This baby will have to go, Roshanay,” Moosa said, his eyes icy and filled with the same chilling coldness that had been growing over time. She missed the warmth that those eyes had once carried for her, a light that had made her feel seen and cherished, even in her darkest moments. But that warmth seemed to have vanished completely, replaced by a distant, detached expression. The coldness in his gaze