Her Smile Was A Warning

Two Years Ago The water was cold. Unforgiving. Her body hit the surface with a splash loud enough to scare the birds. The river swallowed her screams before anyone could hear. Liyana Farrukh didn't see their faces-just their shadows on the bridge, watching. She couldn't tell if they waited to see her drown or disappear. As her vision blurred and lungs burned, one thought echoed through her mind: "Rayyan...I'm not ready to leave you." But fate had other plans. Somewhere far downstream, she washed ashore. Broken. Breathless. Alive. They thought she was dead. They buried her name. They moved on-without guilt. But what they didn't know was that the river hadn't taken her life. It had given her time.