Rakia stared blankly at the floor of her room as she sat on the edge of the bed. Her conversation with Dashtan a few moments ago had made her even more insecure about her own feelings for the man. On the other hand, she didn’t want to fall too deeply into this marriage, because eventually, they would part ways. But for some reason, when Dashtan asked for a separation on such short notice, she felt offended, as if he didn’t want her in his life any longer.

Tears quickly gathered in her eyes and trickled down her cheeks before she could stop them. Honestly, what she feared was that she...