Chapter 42 Before The Unraveling
- The morning sun broke gently through Zara’s bedroom window, but its warmth did little to thaw the cold, tight feeling in her chest. She was back at her father’s house now—just as planned—but something about it felt off. Foreign. Like she had left a part of herself behind at the Kareem mansion.
- Her mother’s knock came soft but insistent.
- “Zara, are you awake?”