Amina leaned in, her voice dripping with malice, “He was once a prince in disguise, but he lost everything because of someone like you. You think he loves you? You’re just his penance.”
Zainab staggered back, her mind racing with a whirlwind of confusion and disbelief.
A prince?
Penance? She didn’t want to believe Amina’s words, but the seed of doubt was already planted.
She hurried back to the hut, her heart pounding with every step, her mind replaying Amina’s scornful words. When she arrived at their home, she found Yusha waiting at the door, concern etched into his usually gentle face.
He reached out to steady her, sensing her distress.
“What’s wrong?” he asked, his voice soft yet firm. Zainab took a deep breath and faced him, her sightless eyes searching for truth in the darkness. “Who are you, Yusha?
Really?
Was anything Amina said true?”
There was a long silence, as thick as the tension in the air. Finally, Yusha sighed deeply, sitting down beside her.
“I suppose you deserve to know,” he began, his voice barely a whisper, “I was once a prince, yes. I had everything—wealth, power, respect.
But I lost it all because of my arrogance and pride.
What happened next changed everything…
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