DUBAI

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SEHER P.O.V After  doctor discharged  Bashir from hospital I took him to his house , I helped him to lay on his bed as I sat down on the chair ,  I look at his face , he was looking upset  '' Are you okay ? '' I asked him as his expressions were  hard to read . '' I couldn't protect you '' He said like it was the most hardest thing to say for him. '' Bashir what are you talking about , you saved me that's why you so hurt , i don't know what had happened if you weren't there that night , I - '' I  closed my eyes as I stopped talking , I cannot talk about this it was to hard to talk.  He hold my hand as I opened my eyes '' its okay you don't have to talk about , I am sorry i brought this topic up''. I smiled at him " it's okay , you rest I am going to make soup for you " I said and abou

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