Chapter 79
✨ When No Means No.✨ Nasir Pov Nasir had meant it the first time he said it. No. There were decisions in his life he weighed carefully—contracts, alliances, risks that could tilt markets or topple men. And then there were the decisions that did not belong to negotiation at all. This was one of them. Flora was not going back to that place. The thought alone tightened something vicious in his chest. He stood in the great living room of the house he had bought for them—the house that had been meant to mark a beginning—and felt the air thicken with everything unsaid. The light slanted through the tall windows, catching dust motes in gold, mocking him with how peaceful it all looked. Flora stood near the staircase, arms folded around herself. Smaller somehow. Quieter. “Say something,”
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