The days that followed were soft, slow, and full of healing — the kind that came not just from medicine, but from love, laughter, and forgiveness.Zara’s hospital room had transformed into something that looked almost like a luxury suite. Flowers in every shade of pink and white lined the window sills. Boxes of baby clothes, stuffed toys, and expensive hampers filled nearly every corner. For three straight days, Chief Kareem had sent gifts — enough to make even the nurses whisper about how much his family must mean to him.Zara often smiled at the gesture, but inside, she still couldn’t forget Zainab’s warning. Still, for now, she chose peace — at least until her strength returned.Her recovery was steady. Each day, she grew a little stronger, a little more like herself again. And through it all, Regan never left her side. He slept on the couch most nights, holding her hand whenever she stirred. Sometimes, he’d wake just to check if she was breathing fine, or if the babies needed anyt
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