Don’t you ever cry again, Miss Zarish,” he said in a strict but mild tone. “I would rather die than see tears in your eyes.

All I ever wanted is you, Miss Zarish,” he said while pulling her closer to himself.

I like the change then.” He held her hand again. “Change is inevitable and sometimes it is good.” He smiled.

I don’t want to let you go. Not now. Not ever.” While she said this, tears streamed out of her eyes. “I’m here with you. Always,” he murmured softly against her hair. “I love you, Ahmar. I love you so much,” she whispered.