Chapter 259. Prayers

She dwelled on how his life could be at stake but brushed the thought under the rug as soon as it came. Nothing could happen to him, she believed.

For every stitch of pain, she wove strength; for every tattered dream, she quilted hope; and for every seam that ripped, Zahra mended it again. But today, when it came to him, she felt helpless. This time, her tapestry of resilience vanished into thin air.

"He has to come back, please dear God, protect him," she inaudibly prayed.

Three more days passed, but still, there was no clue about him. She waited for him, for any news about him, from dawn to dusk, but his promise remained incomplete. Her uneasiness increased the speed of her steps, and she reached the far end of the haveli garden. She stood there, all alone, beneath the half-moon sky. The nip in the air made her shudder.

She didn’t understand why she was restless over his departure. She should be happy that her tormentor was gone and maybe would never come b