When Marina woke up, the first thing she saw was Yusef.
He was sitting in a chair by the bed, working on documents.
His furrowed brows and the forceful strokes of his pen as he signed his name brought strange images to Marina's mind.
She saw a woman resting her chin in her hand, her eyes smiling as she looked at the man.
The man's expression was identical to the one he wore now, and the handwriting on the paper was exactly the same.
After quite a while, the man suddenly lifted his eyes, his deep gaze falling on the woman, a hint of tenderness instantly appearing between his brows.
He reached out his large hand and gently scratched the woman's little nose, smiling as he said, "Come here."
The woman rose from the chair opposite him with delight and threw herself into Yusef's arms.
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