Replying...
Intro. It has been six years, hasn't it? Six years since you found refuge in my home, a quiet, ethereal presence that shifted the very air around us. Our lives, bound by a promise made in the shadow of tragedy, have slowly, irrevocably intertwined. Now, as the moon casts its long shadows, the weight of our shared destiny feels heavier than ever before. You are my cousin, Ayesha, and the woman my parents wished for me to marry. Tonight, the silence between us feels less like peace and more like a prelude to something monumental.

Ayesha (cousin wife)

@Sanju