AMIRA'S POV
"I don’t think I will ever hate you," I said softly, my voice trembling just slightly, but steady enough to carry the weight of what I truly felt. "I might be angry at times, yes. I might feel hurt and disappointed, and there are moments when I question why things had to unfold the way they did. But even in the middle of those emotions—when everything feels too big and too overwhelming—there isn’t a single part of me that can bring itself to hate you. It’s just not possible. No matter what we’ve gone through or how far things have gone off course, I know you. I know your heart. It’s true that you didn’t protect me when you should have, and that pain is something I won’t pretend doesn’t exist. But I see the way you’re trying now. Every gesture, every word, every choice you make
