m e h r
AHAMMED
epilogue
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DAYS LIKE THESE IS WHEN Mehr felt serene. Fridays were always her favourite but once she got married it became her ideal day. On days like these she patiently waited for her husband to come home from work, to bask in his warmth after a long day of waiting.
Even after three years of being married Mehr yearned for his love and time. Despite having two children, she sought his presence.
Mehr gently rocks Na'imah in her arms, lulling her to sleep. Smiling down at her when she sees the scrunch of her nose in her sleep—their one-year-old is already daydreaming away. As she finishes setting her up in her bed, she feels and hand trail up her back, planting itself at the back of her neck.
Immediately, she inhales his clary sage-infused scent, feeling the hand massage the base of her scalp, gently kneading away the diluted pressure. Khayr makes himself present by giving her shoulder a chaste kiss. His hand slides down her spine to wrap around her waist, enveloping her with both arms in an embrace that relaxes every muscle in her body.
Mehr's safe place.
"Welcome home."
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fin.
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