Chapter 144 Love In The Middle Of War

• At night in the Kareem’s mansion
• The room was dim, lit only by the soft glow of the bedside lamp. Outside the window, the night held its breath. Crickets chirped in the distance, and the occasional passing car left a faint trail of light across the walls.
• Zara lay on her back, half-covered by the duvet, her arms resting across her stomach. Her eyes were open, unmoving, trained on the ceiling as if searching for something only she could see.