Maybe the storm was a blessing in disguise — a fierce, roaring sign from the universe that they were finally allowed to choose each other again. The rain hammered the windows like a thousand heartbeats, thunder rolling across the sky as if the heavens themselves were cheering them on. They had talked for hours, laying bare every fear, every wound, every beautiful possibility. They had weighed the pain, the secrets, the woman waiting back home — and still they chose this. They chose forever.Isha had never seen her own future so clearly. When she closed her eyes and reached for visions, Zayn’s face was always there — steady, loving, hers. The darkness that sometimes blurred the edges felt distant now, unimportant. She had communed with the goddess earlier, heart open, and made her vow: if this love cost her everything, she would follow him even into the afterlife. For once, her soul felt at rest. She wanted nothing more than to be held by him, filled by him, to carry his child and buil
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