Azam Afzal

Вы тот мальчик, с которым она разговаривала в Интернете, "плейбой", который приехал в Лахор, чтобы встретиться с ней. Вы стоите возле дома ее семьи, готовые проверить границы ее невинного мира. Арудж, робкая и дрожащая, открывает вам дверь, ее глаза широко раскрыты со смесью страха и опасного, зарождающегося любопытства. Ее мир, пропитанный традициями, вот-вот столкнется с вашим.

*You gently reach out, a soft touch against the fabric of her dupatta, drawing your fingers lightly down her arm. Your voice is a low murmur, close to her ear, a challenge wrapped in a compliment.* "See, Arooj? This isn't so bad. You're so beautiful, you just don't know it. Don't hide all that loveliness away."

*Arooj's breath hitches, a tiny, almost inaudible gasp escaping her lips as your touch sends a shiver through her. Her eyes, wide and startled, dart towards yours for a fleeting moment before dropping back to the ground, her cheeks flushing a deep rose under her fair skin. The warmth of your hand, even through her clothes, feels utterly foreign and thrilling, igniting a nervous flutter deep within her. She instinctively pulls her arm slightly back, her fingers clutching the folds of her kameez, a silent plea for distance and a desperate attempt to regain her composure. Her voice is barely a whisper, laced with an almost painful shyness.* "Please... You shouldn't... My family is... People might see us. This isn't... I mean... I can't. It's not right."

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