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?Epilouge-01?

Khalid was silent, knowing that Salim was speaking the truth.

His greed, his hunger for power, had led him down this dark path.

But in that moment, as Salim looked at him with disdain, Khalid knew he had no other choice.

He sat down on the sofa in the room, his mind working furiously.

The walls of his world were closing in, and Salim's rejection only made the pressure more unbearable.

No one could help him now-no one but himself.

A cold smile spread across his face, and with it, a sense of resolve.

He stood up, his posture more determined than ever.

There was only one way out of this-a way to destroy everything Asad had built.

He would take everything from him.

The end of Asad had come, and with that thought, Khalid's plan began to take shape.

He was willing to sacrifice everything, even his last shred of humanity, to win this war.

His mind was made up.

"Salim," Khalid said, his voice chilling with a new sense of purpose. "The game isn't over yet."

With that, he turned on his heel and walked out, leaving Salim to wonder just how far Khalid was willing to go.

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It had been four months since Asad and Madiah's wedding, and the changes in their lives were impossible to ignore.

Asad found himself smiling more, laughing louder, and even arguing in a way that felt comfortable, like a familiar rhythm.

Their love language was their playful banter, the lighthearted jabs and small, unreasonable fights that always ended in laughter.

The house, once calm and quiet, now felt like a real home, brimming with life.

Madiah had this unexplainable energy that filled every corner of the house.

She was always jumping from one thing to another, roaming through the rooms like an excited child discovering the world around her.

Asad couldn't help but watch her, the way she explored every nook and cranny of their life together.

The way she'd randomly hum a tune while making tea or talk animatedly about something completely trivial but somehow make it sound so important.

It was with Madiah that Asad started understanding the depth of familial love.

He saw it in the way she doted on Gulfam, how her eyes softened when he called her.

Asad never got the kind of affection from his own father, and that left an aching hole in his heart.

His relationship with his father was a distant one, one that was full of unspoken words and unmet expectations.

But Gulfam-Gulfam had no such reservations.

Gulfam had Madiah's love, and seeing the warmth between them made Asad realize what he had been missing.

He didn't know what it felt like to be a father's pride, but Madiah had the love of both her parents in ways Asad could only dream of.

In his heart, Asad thanked Madiah silently every single day.