Kian stared at his phone for a long time, Ishmal’s number glowing on the screen. Should he call or not? The internal conflict was relentless, but finally, he pressed the call button.
He couldn’t spend his life tormenting himself with overthinking. Marriage wasn’t a joke. It was a lifelong commitment. And before stepping into it, he needed to know about her past.
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