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"Nazmeera, he still isn't back," Zaahida informed, pacing to and fro in the living room. " I'm getting extremely worried now. It's midnight. Where could he have gone?"

"Have you tried called him again?" Nazmeera asked from the other side of the phone.

"Yes. I have tried calling for over fifty times now and he still isn't picking up. Don't you have any idea where he could have gone to? You're his sister!"

"I do," Nazmeera yawned. "But I don't think you would want to hear it. Should I spill?"

Zaahida gritted her teeth. "Where? Tell me right now!"

"He is definitely at Zynah's," Nazmeera responded. "I mean, where else could he be if not there? He's probably begging her to take him back."

Zaahida chuckled, a humorless sound that masked the turmoil within her. "That's impossible. He can't possibly be there 'begging' her by this time of the night. Don't say what you're not sure of."

"Maybe spending the night there?"

Nazmeera's annoying voice provoked Zaahida even more, but sh
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