✨The weight he chose to carry✨ Nasir Pov Nasir did not interrupt. He stood just outside the doorway, close enough to hear the cadence of Flora’s voice soften and steady, far enough to give her privacy. He had learned the difference—when to step in, when to stand guard silently. This was one of those moments that did not belong to him, even though every part of him wanted to pull her into his arms and shield her from memories that still dared to surface. When the conversation ended, he felt it before he saw it. Flora came out lighter. Not untouched—never untouched—but straighter somehow, as if a knot she had carried in her spine had finally loosened. Her eyes found his without searching, and for a brief second, something wordless passed between them. Gratitude. Trust. Love forged the

