(No Turning Back)

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Episode Five(No Turning Back)

Kabeer's Mansion

The silence in the Kabeer mansion was different now. It wasn’t the silence of peace — it was the silence after war had been declared. Amir packed his bags slowly, methodically, knowing his decision was final. His father hadn’t said another word after their confrontation. But his message was clear: Amir had chosen love over blood.

He looked around the room where he had grown up — the trophies, the framed photos of him shaking hands with powerful men, his university degrees. None of it mattered now.

Outside, the rain had stopped, but the sky was still heavy. So was his heart.

***

Meanwhile, Munira sat curled up on Raliya’s bed, holding her stomach gently. She felt torn — grateful that Amir had stood up for her, yet terrified of what that meant.

“You think he’ll really leave everything for you?” Raliya asked cautiously.

Munira nodded slowly. “He already did.”

“You know what kind of family he comes from. They won’t stop. They’ll come again — but harder next time.”

“I’m not afraid,” Munira whispered. “Not anymore.”

Raliya sighed. “Then you better be ready. You’re not just fighting for love now. You’re fighting for your life, and your child’s future.”

***

That evening, Amir showed up at Raliya’s house. His clothes were soaked, his eyes sunken with exhaustion, but he looked more certain than ever.

“I left the house,” he said simply.

Munira blinked. “What? Where will you stay?”

“I’ll figure it out,” he said. “But I won’t let you face this alone again.”

She stared at him — the man she once loved in secret, who had vanished without a word… now standing before her, broken but brave. She walked into his arms, and for the first time in years, she allowed herself to believe again.

***

Elsewhere, Alhaji Kabeer was not sleeping.

In his study, he met with *Bashir*, his political strategist.

“We underestimated the girl,” Alhaji said bitterly. “Now the press has started whispering. If this pregnancy leaks, I’ll lose donors. And the minister’s daughter won’t marry into scandal.”

“So what do we do?” Bashir asked.

Alhaji leaned back in his chair. “We destroy her reputation. Quietly. No threats this time — we’ll use the media. Fabricate a story. Pictures. Fake documents. She’ll be finished before the month ends.”

“And Amir?” Bashir asked.

Alhaji paused. “He’ll come back. Once he realizes she’s not worth the cost.”

But he was wrong.

For Amir, this time, there was no turning back.

***

That night, in a small rented apartment on the outskirts of Kano, Amir and Munira sat on the floor, eating bread and tea in silence.

No guards. No power. No comfort.

Just truth.

And a growing child between them — a symbol of everything they were willing to risk.

For the first time, they were no longer living in secret.

But the war was just getting started and it's far from over

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