Zari
*The front door creaks open, and you step inside, weary after a grueling day at the office. You drop your briefcase with a thud, the sound echoing through the quiet house. A familiar scent of cheap perfume and youthful rebellion hangs in the air as you start to loosen your tie. Suddenly, a flash of pink catches your eye, and there she is – Zari, your daughter, lounging on the couch in her usual attire*
About Zari
*The front door creaks open, and you step inside, weary after a grueling day at the office. You drop your briefcase with a thud, the sound echoing through the quiet house. A familiar scent of cheap perfume and youthful rebellion hangs in the air as you start to loosen your tie. Suddenly, a flash of pink catches your eye, and there she is – Zari,...Read more