The Case Begins

Naima wasn't like other women Musa had known.

She didn't flirt. She didn't try.

She let him chase.

And it drove him crazy.

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"You're avoiding me," Musa said, cornering her in the kitchen one afternoon.

Naima raised an eyebrow. "I'm just not handing myself over like some free sample."

He chuckled. "You think I want easy?"

"I think you're used to it."

That made him pause.

"You know what I want?" he asked, stepping closer. "Someone who sees past the calm. Past the money. Someone… like you."

Naima took a slow sip of her coffee.

"Then prove it. I don't fall for words, Musa. I fall for actions."

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Meanwhile, Zainab noticed the tension and pulled Naima aside.

"Careful. He's serious when he wants something."

Naima smirked. "Good. Let's see if he's man enough to work for it."

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But Musa wasn't the only one haunted by the past.

Zainab had hidden the truth for years—the night she and Musa shared before Yusuf. A night they both buried deep.

But secrets have a way of crawling out…

Especially when Yusuf found an old photo.

A photo of Musa. And Zainab. Together.

Before everything.

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"What is this?" Yusuf asked, his voice low.

Zainab froze.

"It was before you. Before everything changed."

"And you never told me?"

"I didn't think it mattered."

But it did. To him.

Suddenly, the pain of the past was back. Along with the fear.

Could their love survive another storm?

And would Musa's new pursuit of Naima be ruined by what once happened between him and Zainab?