The moon hung high in the sky, casting a silver glow that illuminated the room where Ahana lay. Unbeknownst to her, the presence of Aariz lingered like a whisper in the night, his form barely visible against the shadows. He had watched her, entranced by her beauty and the pain that seemed to cling to her like a shroud.

Aariz's gaze softened as he looked back at Ahana, still lost in her dreams. He remembered the encounter they had smiled and left