It was 6 Am. in the morning and the cozy living room of Shaheera's and Jasra’s apartment was buzzing with activity. Suitcases were scattered around as she and Jasra prepared for the upcoming business trip to France. Jasra couldn't help but tease Shaheera for taking what seemed like her entire wardrobe for just a seven-day trip.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡSp2J2dATwe
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"Seriously, Shaheera, do you plan on opening a boutique there?" Jasra joked, eyeing the mountain of clothes that Shaheera was trying to fit into her suitcase.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCoSt4amzyt
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Shaheera laughed, brushing off her friend's playful banter. "I just want to be prepared for any occasion. You never know what might come up during the conference."472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ2SyebPUSLv
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Amidst the packing chaos, Shaheera couldn't resist asking Jasra about work. "By the way, who will be taking over for Hasan while he's away at the conference?"472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡX6U8k4n7LO
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Jasra's face lit up with amusement. "Oh, it's going to be Yaasir. He's quite the character, and he's definitely funnier than Hasan. Mr. I-Know-everything is about as funny as a dead body."472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIzVoSsN9Ci
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Shaheera chuckled, remembering their lighthearted encounter in the parking lot. It had been some time since she had heard from Hasan, and she wondered if he was doing well.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡs7dme1dU04
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After what seemed like an eternity of packing, a car horn honked outside. It was Thomas, Rima, and Mark, who had come to pick her up for their trip to the airport. Shaheera quickly donned her beige hijab and joined her friends in the car, her suitcase finally zipped shut.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡl7PA5BEuJO
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“Be careful!” Jasra shouted from the window. “And come back with real chocolate! I can deal with the one they sell here.”472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx6J9KGgh1v
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The car ride to the airport was filled with laughter and singing, as they decided to have an impromptu karaoke session to lighten the mood. Shaheera felt grateful for the companionship of her friends, and the nervousness she had felt about the trip began to subside. At the airport, they smoothly navigated through the check-in and security process. However, at the security checkpoint, Shaheera encountered a small challenge. She was asked to remove her hijab for security purposes, which left her feeling a bit uneasy. Rima quickly stepped in, offering her jacket to cover Shaheera while she complied with the security procedures. Her friends' support made her feel more at ease, and she knew that she was not alone in these moments of discomfort.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcaCOyDzZKh
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Once on the plane, Shaheera found her seat near the aisle, and she couldn't believe her eyes when she saw someone familiar walking down the aisle. It was Hasan. They both smiled at the serendipitous encounter, and Shaheera introduced him to her friends and colleagues.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡO7JZ8PV1ns
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“Hasan! What are you doing here?” She asked her smile as wild as the pleasure she felt to see him after so long. Hasan smile disappeared, seeing her friends behind her looking at him, wondering who he was. He coughed a little, making himself time to build his confidence back. And with his usual stoic face, he answered her.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡnxqm6wSLrN
“Well, I’m going to the conference. The same one you invited me.”472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm2plI39LEa
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Shaheera looked nervous. “You’re stupid,” she thought to herself. “Of course, he’s going to the conference, what did you think he would answer?”472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡx8IfXpMV9o
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"Yes of course” she chuckled shyly. “Hmm, well, Hasan meet Thomas, Rima, and Mark. They are the wonderful people I get to work with," Shaheera said with a warm smile trying to hide her embarrassment.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH20HVnnMZJ
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"Nice to meet all of you," Hasan greeted them politely, his eyes lingering on Shaheera. "I didn't expect to see you on this flight."472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgMQsQc6NQN
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"It was the cheapest," Rima chimed in with a playful wink.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWQzuTBGLDS
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As Hasan took the seat next to the aisle, Shaheera felt a sense of comfort knowing she wouldn't be alone during the long journey. Shaheera was sitting by the aisle, on the right side of the plane. To his left was Rima, deep in conversation with Thomas. Hasan sat next to Shaheera, on the other side of the aisle, on the right side of the plane. Mark to his right. Shaheera smiled at him and then joined Thomas and Rima’s conversation waiting for teh plane to take off. However, she heard her right deep breath. She looked at Hasan and saw him eyes closed.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPZswyTKdsY
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“Scared of planes?” she asked in a low voice, leaning in the aisle.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡF1lrgV2ycX
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“You’re not?” he answered his eyes still closed, head back.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5erSB3K9XV
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“I’ve taking planes since I was a baby.” she laughed. Hasan didn’t answer anything and just kept his eyes closed. “Come on, Hasan, it's just a short flight to France near Switzerland. We'll be there before you know it."472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZWpOzIACak
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"Just a short flight, huh?" Hasan said, trying to sound nonchalant. "I guess you're right. I've flown many times before."472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡihXYF6778E
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Shaheera knew that Hasan was trying to put on a brave front, but she also knew that his fear was genuine. She decided to engage him in conversation to take his mind off the flight. "Need anything?” she finally asked softly. Hasan looked at her, astonished to hear her usual joyful voice, calm and almost tender. Her eyes were full of concern and her mouth forming a grin. he closed his eyes rapidly.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡKCrFqPdDYB
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“Just … Talk to me? If you don’t mind?” he asked shyly. She had never seen him so vulnerable.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ1Vc0ZI9uaR
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"So, have you ever been to France before?" Shaheera asked, hoping to steer the conversation to a more pleasant topic.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡQFVgmwp2td
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"No, this will be my first time," Hasan replied, his voice a bit tense. "I'm looking forward to exploring a new country, though."472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFCcDgkHjy3
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"That's great! France is beautiful, and I'm sure you'll love it," Shaheera said warmly. "We have some exciting plans lined up for the conference and a bit of sightseeing, too."472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡm2SpKuOWYF
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Hasan nodded, trying to focus on the positive aspects of the trip. "Yes, I've heard that the conference is going to be quite interesting. I'm looking forward to it."472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzH8P4cki3A
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As the flight progressed, Shaheera kept the conversation light and engaging, talking about their travel experiences and sharing funny anecdotes from previous trips. She cracked jokes and teased Hasan playfully, trying to make him laugh.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjFoivGY7IV
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"You know, Hasan, I heard that airplanes are statistically safer than cars. So, technically, we're in good hands!" Shaheera said with a smirk.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡD8Dxi0wx2K
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Hasan couldn't help but chuckle, "I suppose you're right. I'll just have to trust in the statistics."472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCRnM7PuvR5
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"That's the spirit!" Shaheera exclaimed, giving him an encouraging pat on the shoulder.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZsh1FyCOMD
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As the flight continued, Shaheera and Hasan chatted about their favorite foods, music, and hobbies, discovering shared interests and laughing at each other's quirks.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡdt76JnwOmg
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"By the time we land, you'll forget all about your fear of flying," Shaheera said confidently, giving him a wink.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIkJFeAckM0
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Hasan smiled genuinely, "I have to admit, you're quite the distraction. Thanks for keeping me company."472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡOZf0xFn3Jg
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"It's my pleasure," Shaheera replied warmly. "We're in this together, and I won't let you feel anxious alone."472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNLS7w5Tkth
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With Shaheera's humor and support, the flight that once seemed daunting became more bearable for Hasan. He found himself enjoying their conversation, forgetting about his fear, if only for a little while.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWf4Di6IyMh
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Time seemed to fly by as they exchanged stories and laughter, the hours on the plane passing by in a blur of meaningful conversations. Shaheera felt a newfound connection with Hasan, and the chemistry between them was undeniable.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡGjPvEZi8w2
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As they flew towards the border of Switzerland, the sun began to set, painting the sky with hues of pink and orange. The beauty of the moment was not lost on Shaheera, and she couldn't help but share the view with Hasan.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4ouhMhg3Vt
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"Look outside, Hasan. The sunset is breathtaking," she said, pointing to the window.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡByXRXZeD0t
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Hasan followed her gaze and admired the scenery. "It's stunning," he replied softly looking back at her, not sure if the compliment was for the vue or her.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZ8HkisF8jH
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Shaheera blushed, feeling her heart skip a beat at his words. The playful teasing and professional facade seemed to have dissolved, leaving behind a tender connection that was impossible to ignore.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJRx3h62Wdf
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The plane's tires gently touched the tarmac as it landed at the airport in France, near the Switzerland border. Shaheera, Thomas, Rima, Mark, and Hasan disembarked, the excitement of the trip still lingering in the air. Amidst the joyful chatter of her friends and colleagues, Hasan remained quiet, his mind preoccupied with thoughts he dared not express.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEo7VdKi1sq
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As they made their way through the airport, Mark detached himself from the group and approached Hasan with a friendly smile. For a moment, Hasan wondered if Mark was the one Shaheera was promised to marry, his heart clenching at the thought. However, he pushed those thoughts aside, keeping his emotions hidden behind a stoic facade.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡgLUtpHLd4U
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The group gathered outside the airport, and a friendly taxi driver approached them, speaking rapidly in French. Hasan looked at him with a blank expression, not understanding a word. Shaheera came to the rescue, fluently conversing with the driver and providing the destination details of their hotel.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡROGthVMiwr
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They split into two cars due to space constraints, and Hasan found himself in one with Thomas and Mark. Thomas expressed his delight at having Shaheera on the team, while Mark playfully teased that Thomas was lucky. Hasan listened in silence, the doubts he harbored growing stronger with each passing word.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLz9lwwtDlt
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“So,” he finally said out loud after long minutes of silence, “You and Shaheera are …” he waited for one of them to finish.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡkMC4bZ0mdy
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“Oh no!” Mark finally said, laughing shyly, scratching the back of his head. “We’re just good friends, she supported me when I decided to convert. Nothing going on between us.”472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡBrnmOLsszt
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“But you wish!” Interrupted Thomas.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWt51kOHITW
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Their voices faded into the background as Hasan's thoughts consumed him. He couldn't help but wonder about the unspoken feelings between him and Shaheera. Still, he chose to remain silent, convinced that it was best to keep his emotions concealed.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡuekRIzLfDn
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The journey to their hotel was long and Hasan stayed reserved, his attention shifting between the interactions around him and the views outside the window. The Alps loomed in the distance, their majestic peaks seemingly mirroring the uncertainty he felt within.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡecH9h9bMQC
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Arriving at the hotel, Hasan noticed Shaheera and Rima chatting animatedly as they entered the lobby. He admired Shaheera's energy and charm from afar, captivated by her presence.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5LM7E8FI5B
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As the hours passed, the group settled into their rooms, each preparing for a much-needed rest after the long journey. He couldn't deny the connection they shared, but fear held him back from expressing his feelings. And in this moment his mother was searching for him to marry. Someone he would share his life with.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEnMQloqOV4
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The conference preparation was in full swing, and Shaheera found herself working late into the night to ensure everything was ready for the big day. As the only one fluent in French, she took charge of handling all the intricate details of the event, making sure nothing was overlooked. After the long trip they had, all she wanted was to go to sleep and take a bath if she could.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡL2NnAPoO0R
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The hotel receptionist seemed to be inattentive, and Shaheera was growing frustrated. She had reserved a specific room for the conference, and when she arrived to check on its setup, she found it messy and unclean.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡoEjlOnkSFw
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"Excuse me," Shaheera said, trying to keep her composure, "but this room was supposed to be cleaned and ready for the conference. We have just two days left!"472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡa71aGnKc7B
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The receptionist glanced at her briefly before returning to whatever he was doing, seemingly uninterested.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNJauH2Qog6
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Hasan, who had been roaming restlessly outside the hotel lobby, unable to find sleep, noticed Shaheera at the reception desk, fervently discussing the situation.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡPFuJwgfdh3
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"What is she doing here at this hour?" Hasan wondered.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvFKPLm633H
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As he was about to step in and offer his help, Mark appeared out of nowhere and offered his assistance to Shaheera.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡC5e3L4EtbL
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"Hey, need a hand with something? I can help," Mark said with a cheerful smile.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡAQ5mzJ9yMJ
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Shaheera looked thankful but declined politely, "Thank you, Mark, but it's okay. You should get some rest. I'll manage."472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhhNivwlPBT
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Mark insisted playfully, "You sure? I'm here if you need anything."472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡzfpPDQs7y9
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"I appreciate it, but really, you should go and rest. I'll handle this," Shaheera assured him with a bitter smile.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡJn84PSh4Gk
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Mark bid her goodnight and left, still unaware of Hasan's presence nearby. As soon as Mark disappeared, Hasan stepped forward, deciding it was his moment to intervene.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjfXvuYDTVF
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"Hey, Shaheera, do you need any help?" Hasan asked softly.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡG38IIzCaoR
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Shaheera turned, surprised to see Hasan standing there. A smile lit up her face, "Hasan! It's good to see you. You know, you have a knack for showing up at just the right time."472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFuG7BOHLqe
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Hasan chuckled, "Really? No one's ever told me that I have good timing before."472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZtDTYT4hqr
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"Well, I'm telling you now. You have perfect timing!" Shaheera said with a teasing glint in her eyes.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWz8QTqheIi
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They shared a laugh, and Hasan felt a sense of warmth in Shaheera's presence. The receptionist came back and explained to Shaheera the procedure and what the hotel could do for the room to be prepared in time. Hasan felt stupid. He had offered his help but with no French he was useless. he just states beside her, arms crosses, looking indifferent like he was always looking. the problem handled, they moved away from the reception desk, standing near a window overlooking the night-lit city.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡox5JcvU9hT
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"You know," Shaheera began, her tone softer now, "I left France to come to Canada for a fresh start. It was a big decision, leaving everything behind, but I needed a change. It’s weird to come back."472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡxYYeRLN0Gv
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Hasan listened attentively, realizing that Shaheera was opening up about her past.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡyskLNBioex
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"Why did you choose Canada?" Hasan inquired with genuine curiosity.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡEb3twgbeYW
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"I had always dreamt of experiencing life in a different country, and Canada seemed like the perfect place. It's diverse, welcoming, and has so much to offer," Shaheera explained thoughtfully. “And I love snow” she finished.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5Cof9xWQAx
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Hasan admired Shaheera's resilience and courage. He could see the determination in her eyes as she talked about her journey. However, when it came to sharing his own life story, he hesitated.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCJGYbV0lt9
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"You've adapted so well. It's admirable. And you know, I've never really went to Pakistan. I sometimes regret this decision" Hasan revealed with a hint of vulnerability.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8Op7h6rMV6
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"Really? I bet it's an incredible place. You should consider traveling sometimes," Shaheera suggested warmly.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5M76YQpJaX
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"Maybe I will, someday," Hasan replied, a faint smile playing on his lips, but he didn’t say more. They fell into a comfortable silence, both lost in their thoughts and the night's tranquility.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡhquG75gUeX
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“Commitment is a complicated thing,” she said. “But it’s a too deep conversation after the long day we had.”472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡWLbz7fLYxF
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She waited for him to keep the conversation going, but he kept silent and looked over the window. He wasn’t a talker. She smiled softly.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡMVi3x6Au0H
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“So any family? I mean siblings?”472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡUsn89KoUbr
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“Little brother. He’s married and we’ll soon be a father.”472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡLmBTeCNpbW
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“I’m sure I’ll reciprocate. No plan for a wedding?” She finally asked. Hasan eyes stopped their contemplation of the sky and went to her. This would have been the perfect moment to confess. But from what he heard from Jasra, she was engaged. And even though they knew each other for such a short time, all he wanted was to see her smile. either it was with him or not. He coughed a little, his eyes drifting back to the sky above.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8EOVJRhOsL
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“Arranged marriage. My mother is looking for someone who could share my life,” he said in a low voice, almost like a whisper. To make it sound like a lie or a dream that was never real. because the person he wanted to learn about and marry was right beside him. “You? Any plan?” he asked innocently.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRYk5inFFNi
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“No weeding. Nothing on this topic for me. It’s alright, I know I’ll find the right person one day or another.”472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡpWUfVWI1bD
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Hasan thought he was falling for a second. She was not engaged? What did that witch of Jasra say? The weight of uncertainty that had been pressing on him since their encounter in the parking lot suddenly lifted, and a glimmer of hope sparked within him. He couldn't deny the rush of relief and excitement that washed over him, knowing that she was still available. But he kept his emotions carefully concealed, unsure of what the future held for them.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡZbKXr3IS79
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They shared a handfull of minutes and separated ways, wishing each other goodnight.472Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡRUsCnT7u4h
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Hasan couldn't help but feel a growing fondness for Shaheera, appreciating her honesty and kindness. But he knew that their connection went beyond mere friendship, and he felt the pull of emotions that he was not yet ready to confront.
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