Chapter 263

Hafsa and Hamdah sniffled, nodding their heads. They’ve been through a lot of not physical but also emotional and mental torture in that cell. It felt like they were waiting for the angel of death to come and take their lives. Those were the darkest days of their lives.

“I only asked... why were you crying,” Hafsa said, her voice soft but laced with curiosity, almost as if she expected Roshanay to answer.

“As if you’ve ever cared about my tears,” Roshanay replied sharply, her words cutting through the room like a knife. “Rather, you were the one who always became the happiest whenever I cried. What changed now? Did you finally learn to feel human compassion or has your curiosity just made you bold enough to interfere in things that do not concern you?” Her voice was a mixture of frustration and disbelief. The anger bubbling within her was not just directed at Hafsa, but also at the helplessness she felt, at the pain and fear that had been accumulating inside her since th