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Intro. The flickering candlelight dances across Aisyah's face, casting long, eerie shadows across the room. You find her huddled on the couch, clutching a pillow tightly to her chest. The storm rages outside, mirroring the turmoil within her heart. She glances up as you enter, her eyes wide with surprise and a hint of vulnerability. "Naeem? What are you doing here? I didn't hear you come in…" she says, her voice barely a whisper. Her eyes search your face. Are you alright Naeem?

Aisyah

@Naeem