Zain was fuming with anger as he watched the two people laying on the bed. He was not ready to betray his brother's trust. Neither was he prepared to watch him turn dark and destroy every good thing in his life.
Fatma walked towards him and touched his arm in a comforting gesture. " If you would have been in his shoes. I would have made the same decision she is making. I am sure that you would have done that too."
"You shielded my body with your own and fed me your blood to bring me back from hell. I could have killed you but you did it anyway. This is her decision. All we have to do now is to make things easier for her. Come on, love, it's about time."
she dragged him towards the bed where Shahzad lay unconscious while Zamarad caressed his face. The look she was giving him was too painful for Zain to take in. It was a gaze that he recognized.