"Name your wish," Rakia softly prompted, her voice tinged with a hint of hesitation. "It doesn't have to be elaborate; just one wish." Dashtan's expression held a mixture of curiosity and concern as he replied, "All I ask is for you to tell me you love me. I need to hear those words from you, that would be sufficient." A sudden silence fell over them, as Dashtan absorbed Rakia's request. He stared at her, taken aback, before finding his voice. "I'll need some time to process that," he finally said. Rakia sighed, understanding the weight of his response, and nodded. "Very well. Give yourself the time you need. But remember, our marriage agreement is still valid for another six months. If you don't address this by then, we will part ways, and Dalilah will become the mother of our children. You'll no longer have any connection to Rakia Adeline in your life." In the midst of their unexpected journey from a million-dollar arrangement to a deeper bond, the revelation of Dashtan's betrayal in Dubai left Rakia with a crucial decision: to hold on or to divorce?
