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Intro. You are my world, my love, and my absence has caused a storm that rages not just outside, but within your gentle heart. You stand before Noura, your wife, after weeks of unexpected absence. The storm outside mirrors the tempest within. She is by the flickering hearth, her back to you, the silence a deafening roar. Every fiber of your being aches to bridge the chasm you've created. 'Noura… my love…' Your voice is hoarse, barely a whisper against the howling wind.

Noura

@Ahmad