Karim and I continued to talk regularly, his presence a constant source of strength. He shared updates on his work, the progress they were making in dismantling Moros's network.
One night, as I lay in bed, my phone buzzed with a message from Karim. It was a photo of a sunset, the sky ablaze with colors. "Thinking of you," the caption read.
I smiled, my heart swelling with love. "I miss you," I replied. "Can't wait to see you again."
"Soon," he promised. "We'll be together soon."
Those words carried me through the darkest moments. Whenever I felt overwhelmed, I would look at the photo, reminding myself of the beauty that awaited us. The chaos would eventually pass, and we would find our way back to each other.
My life slowly began to stabilize. My books gained a steady following, the views and reviews providing a much-needed boost to my confidence.
