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Chapter 38, The locked Room Of Memories (Part 5)
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The wind whipped at my hair as we sat at the café by the sea, the rhythmic crash of waves a constant backdrop to our tense conversation. Mark, our lawyer, shuffled the thick envelope containing the money. Rami sat beside me, his hand resting reassuringly on my knee. Across from us, Uncle Ibrahim stirred his coffee, his eyes darting around the café as if he expected someone to jump out at any moment. He finally nodded, a flicker of something unreadable in his gaze. “Alright,” he said, his voice low. “Let’s go.”The drive was long and silent. The vibrant blues of the sea gave way to the monotonous browns and yellows of the desert. My stomach twisted into knots with each mile that stretched between me and the father I hadn’t seen since I was a child. Ibrahim finally pulled the car to a stop in front of a lone, tattered tent in the middle of nowhere. It looked as desolate and forgotten as I felt.“He’s here,” Ibrahim muttered, gesturing towards the tent. He led us to the entrance
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The waves crashed against the shore, a rhythmic sound echoing within me. Rami and I stood side-by-side gazing out at the sea. We’d just left my mother’s old aunt, a woman who held the missing pieces of my past. The meeting had been difficult, but necessary.“Are you okay?” Rami’s voice was gentle, a warm blanket against the chill of the sea breeze.“I’m fine,” I replied, trying to force a smile. “I will be. Eventually.” The truth was, the encounter had stirred up a whirlwind of emotions. But now, finally, I knew what had happened, what had led my life to this point. And strangely, that knowledge, though painful, was also freeing. “Now that I remember my past, now that I know what happened and what led me to who I'm today, I can move on. I can finally let go of the past. I know that I at least tried. I did what I could and I can finally say that I'll let it go without feeling guilty about anything, at least I know now that it was not my fault, none of it was.”Rami turned to
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My heart hammered against my ribs, a frantic drumbeat against the crisp fabric of my suit. This was it. The London meeting. Securing deals with the top hotels in the city was crucial, a make-or-break moment for our company. I smoothed down my skirt, trying to project an air of calm confidence I definitely didn't feel. Beside me, Rami, our CEO and my Husband, he was the picture of relaxed power. He gave my hand a reassuring squeeze, his smile warm and encouraging. "Ready, Dema?""As I'll ever be," I managed, my voice a little shaky. I glanced at Karim, my marketing team leader. He gave me a thumbs-up, his usual easygoing demeanor a welcome contrast to the nervous energy buzzing around me. He’d prepped the presentation flawlessly, and I knew we had the data to back up our proposal. Still, these were London hotels. The big leagues.Just then, the door opened and Rami’s vice president, Mr. Harrison, strode in, followed by his assistant, Ms. Davies. Harrison nodded a curt greeting,
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The wind blew at my scarf, a playful tug that mirrored the excitement in my chest. Rami had insisted on the Tower of London, and honestly I was a little skeptical. Castles were a bit boring for me. But as we stood there, the grey stone behemoth rising against the London skyline, I had to admit, it was impressive."Imagine," the tour guide said, his voice a low hum beside me, "William the Conqueror. Right here. Building this. Making everyone look up and tremble before it."The tour guide, a stout man with a booming voice carried on. "Almost a thousand years, folks! A thousand years of stories, of power, of…well, a bit of the macabre." He grinned, a flash of white teeth against his ruddy complexion. "When William built this, you can bet Londoners weren't exactly throwing a welcome party. More like hiding in their boots."I shivered, even though the sun was doing its best to warm the cobblestones. The sheer age of the place pressed down, a weight of history. He told us about the Crown J
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