DON'T DOUBT LOVE) loving you no matter what

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## Maya's POV

I couldn't shake the feeling that we were being watched. Every step, every glance over my

shoulder, made me more anxious. Aisha's hand was clenched in mine, her eyes wide with fear.

As we walked, the city's shadows seemed to grow longer, like dark tentacles reaching out to

snatch us. I quickened my pace, my heart pounding in my chest.

Suddenly, Aisha tugged on my hand, her voice barely above a whisper. "Maya, look."

I followed her gaze to a figure lurking in the alleyway. The scar-faced man.

## Aisha's POV

My heart skipped a beat as I saw the scar-faced man. Maya's grip on my hand tightened,

and we took off in a sprint. The city streets blurred together as we ran, our footsteps echoing off the buildings.

I couldn't shake the feeling that we were running out of time. The scar-faced man was getting closer, his presence suffocating.

As we turned a corner, I stumbled, my ankle twisting beneath me. Maya caught me, her arms wrapping around me like a lifeline.

## Fatima's POV

I watched my daughters flee from the scar-

faced man, my heart in my throat. I knew I had to act fast, to protect them.

I took a deep breath and stepped out of the shadows, my eyes locked on the scar-faced man. "Leave them alone," I said, my voice firm.

The scar-faced man's gaze flicked to me, his eyes narrowing. "You're the one who's been hiding secrets," he sneered.

## Scar-faced Man's POV

I sneered at Fatima, my anger simmering just below the surface. She thought she could

protect her daughters? I'd show her what real power looked like.

I took a step closer to her, my eyes glinting with menace. "You should have kept your secrets buried," I spat.

Fatima stood her ground, her eyes flashing with defiance. But I knew she was just delaying the inevitable.

As I raised my hand, ready to strike, a loud noise echoed through the alleyway. The sisters had escaped...