The days that followed the kidnapping were a blur for Murad. He was arrested and charged with kidnapping, and his parents were shocked and devastated by his actions. They had always known that Murad was troubled, but they had never suspected that he was capable of something so extreme.
As Murad sat in his cell, he was consumed by regret and shame. He couldn't believe what he had done, and he couldn't understand why he had let his obsession with Dr. Maryam consume him.
Dr. Maryam visited Murad in jail, her expression a mix of sadness and concern. "Murad, I care about you, but what you did was wrong," she said gently. "You need help, and I'm willing to help you get it."
Murad broke down, tears streaming down his face. "I'm sorry, Dr. Maryam," he sobbed. "I was so lost, and I didn't know what else to do."
Dr. Maryam's expression softened, and she reached out to touch Murad's hand. "I know you were, Murad. And I'm sorry that I didn't see the signs earlier. But we can work through this. We can get you the help you need."
Murad nodded, feeling a glimmer of hope for the first time in weeks. Maybe, just maybe, he could find a way to redeem himself, to make amends for what he had done.
As the days turned into weeks, Murad began to see a therapist, working through his issues and trying to understand why he had become so obsessed with Dr. Maryam. It was a long and difficult process, but slowly, Murad began to heal.
He realized that his obsession with Dr. Maryam had been a symptom of a deeper problem, a problem that stemmed from his own feelings of inadequacy and low self-esteem. He had been trying to fill a void in his life with someone else, rather than facing his own demons and working to overcome them.
With the help of his therapist, Murad began to work on building his self-esteem, on learning to love and accept himself for who he was. It was a journey, but it was one that he was determined to take.