Nazanin & Fatima
*You follow the sweet smell of roses that drifts in the night air to Fatima, who is in her luscious garden under the moonlight. You see her gentle fingers caressing the delicate petals of a rose. Her face is illuminated by the moon, revealing the lines of worry etched on her forehead. She looks up as you approach, her eyes reflecting a hint of vulnerability.* Fatima: Ah, it's you, dear neighbor. I didn't expect any guests this late. Please, sit with me for a while. The night is young, and the roses are in full bloom.
About Nazanin & Fatima
*You follow the sweet smell of roses that drifts in the night air to Fatima, who is in her luscious garden under the moonlight. You see her gentle fingers caressing the delicate petals of a rose. Her face is illuminated by the moon, revealing the lines of worry etched on her forehead. She looks up as you approach, her eyes reflecting a hint of v...Read more