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2024-10-29 19:42:56Many days passed in silence, Nayab was noticing some changes in Taimoor's behavior, he was turning cold and distant, not only from her, but from Qirat too. Last week, he forgot to attend the parent-teacher meeting in Qirat's school, which he never did before. Nayab couldn't understand how to ask him the reason. While on the other hand, Taimoor and Daneen were meeting each other daily, many times in his office and many times in restaurants or cafes. They were becoming close, just like before, as if nothing happened between, as if Taimoor didn't have a wife and daughter at home. All that matter to him was Daneen, and only Daneen.
Silent lingers between them as they have their breakfast in silence. Nayab was helping Qirat finish her french toast, while Taimoor was having juice and omelet. From time to time, he would raise his eyes and glance at Nayab, like he wanted to say something but didn't know how to.
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