The twilight softened into a tranquil dusk as Haider wandered through his penthouse, a haven of sleek modernity and serene solitude, its elegance a quiet counterpoint to the storm that had raged within him two months prior. The city outside thrummed with relentless energy, its skyline a mosaic of shimmering towers backlit by the setting sun’s golden-amber glow, filtering through floor-to-ceiling glass to cast intricate patterns across polished ebony floors. The penthouse was a study in deliberate simplicity—minimalist decor with clean lines, curated abstract art bursting with vibrant hues, and accents of navy and silver that gleamed under the soft glow of recessed lighting. A plush charcoal sofa, adorned with silver-threaded cushions, anchored the living space, while a sleek marble coffee
