WHY ME
"That’s why I’m still alive."
Leena, sharpening her knife, leaned forward. "We all know this is a suicide mission, right?"
Zayn, sitting near the cockpit, gave her a warning look. "We’re getting out of this alive."
Leena arched an eyebrow. "Says the guy whose mother runs the biggest shadow organization in the world."
Ayesha tensed.
It was still strange to think of Safiya that way—not as the woman who used to hum lullabies while braiding her hair, but as the mastermind who had orchestrated events far beyond their understanding.
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