The Haveli was completely silent. Mahid walked up the stairs very slowly. His footsteps felt very heavy. He stopped outside his bedroom door. He took a deep breath and finally pushed the heavy wooden door open.
Inside, the room was dimly lit. He saw Seher standing near the large wooden almirah. She was busy folding her clothes and taking some things out.
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