The summer sun burned above, but Mahira didn't feel it. All she could feel was her heart pounding and the sweat trickling down her temple as she ran, limping slightly, clutching the envelope to her chest like her life depended on it.
Because it did.

The summer sun burned above, but Mahira didn't feel it. All she could feel was her heart pounding and the sweat trickling down her temple as she ran, limping slightly, clutching the envelope to her chest like her life depended on it.
Because it did.

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