Chapter 103
✨Morning Light and Small Conspiracies✨ Nasir Pov The drive home felt longer than usual. Not because of traffic—there was very little of that at this hour—but because his mind kept replaying the same scene over and over again. Flora sitting on the edge of the bed that morning. Her frustration. The way she had looked at him like she needed him. By the time Nasir pulled into the driveway, the lights inside the house were already glowing warmly through the windows. The sight of it settled something deep in his chest. Home. He stepped out of the car and loosened his tie slightly as he walked up the steps. The house was quiet when he entered, the faint scent of dinner lingering in the air. For a moment he wondered if she had gone to bed early. Then he heard her. “Nasir?” Her voice
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