Fotunate Misfortune
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As Gitanjali held her breath, awaiting Omar's response, a voice from within the house broke the silence. "Who's there, brother?" It was Moosa, Omar's close friend and a nearby resident who made a living as an auto driver. His inquiry reverberated through the room, adding an unexpected layer of complexity to Gitanjali's already tenuous situation. The realization that Moosa, a friend of Omar's, was present in the house heightened Gitanjali's discomfort. The knowledge that there was an additional person, an acquaintance of Omar, intensified her unease, casting a shadow over the fragile vulnerability she had mustered. Her mind raced, grappling with questions of privacy and the implications of this unforeseen circumstance.