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My hope

Author: sylvia
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-13 17:34:35

Amara’s POV

The sound of the door closing behind Gilan echoes in my head long after he is gone. For a moment, the dining room is so quiet I can hear my own heartbeat, loud and uneven. My spoon hovers over my plate, but I can’t bring myself to eat. The food in front of me looks like ashes.

My eyes dart toward my parents-in-law. Their faces are still frozen, unreadable, but I know they’re disappointed, maybe even angry. I can’t tell whether it’s at him or at me. A knot of shame coils tightly in my chest. This wasn’t how I imagined my first morning as a wife.

I force myself to pick up a slice of bread, but the texture in my mouth turns to sand. My throat refuses to swallow. I want to cry, but I keep my chin high, refusing to show weakness, not after the way Gilan laughed at me just moments ago, as if I were a joke to him.

He doesn’t see me as a wife. He doesn’t see me at all.

The memory of yesterday’s wedding comes rushing back. The way he said “yes” with a heaviness that almost made me
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