Chapter 269

Dilshad had told about the horrors of what Roshanay had been through in that brothel. She had spoken slowly, carefully, as if afraid the words themselves might wound Afsheen. Afsheen’s heart became restless after coming to know about Roshanay’s past. The images painted by Dilshad’s words haunted her prayers, yet instead of being disgusted or carrying any negative emotion towards Roshanay, Afsheen found herself sympathizing and praying for Roshanay even more. She felt a strange tenderness for the girl, as if Roshanay’s pain had quietly become her own.

Dilshad had also told her that Roshanay was pregnant and Afsheen was excited to welcome her grandson. The thought filled her heart with warmth and hope, something rare in that house lately. She imagined tiny hands, soft cries, and a new beginning that might heal wounds no one spoke about aloud.

“I think Roshanay is worried about something,” Dilshad told her concern to Afsheen, her voice low and uneasy.

Afsheen folded t