Amidst the dimly lit ambiance of the Arabian restaurant, Aayat and Abyad found themselves locked in a poignant silence. Their eyes, windows to the depths of their emotions, held a poignant intensity that seemed to bridge the painful chasm that had formed between them. Time seemed to stand still as the memories of their final breakup resurfaced, painting the air around them with a bittersweet ache.
Aayat's gaze bore into Abyad's, her eyes shimmering with unshed tears. The weight of the past was heavy upon them both, and the air seemed to thicken with unspoken words. She remembered the anguish that had etched itself onto her heart, the crushing realisation that the person she had loved had been living a lie.