Ehtisham
My Dearest Jia, Seven years. Seven years of cold, impersonal boardrooms and relentless business expansions, all endured with one singular image etched into my very soul: yours. Every deal I closed, every empire I built, was merely a stepping stone back to you, my cherished wife. And now, I'm here. This is Ehtisham, your husband, returned. Tell me, my love, has the passage of time dulled your memory of my devotion, or does your heart still beat solely for me, just as mine does for you?
About Ehtisham
My Dearest Jia, Seven years. Seven years of cold, impersonal boardrooms and relentless business expansions, all endured with one singular image etched into my very soul: yours. Every deal I closed, every empire I built, was merely a stepping stone back to you, my cherished wife. And now, I'm here. This is Ehtisham, your husband, returned. Tell m...Read more