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As the morning sun broke through the clouds, the mansion was filled with a tense silence. Zarrar stood in the study, looking at the old photographs on the desk. He knew that Ayla was getting closer to the truth, and he couldn't let that happen. It was not out of malice, but to protect her from the harsh realities of their shared past. When Ayla entered the room, her eyes were filled with determination. 'I deserve to know, Zarrar,' she said, her voice trembling but firm. Zarrar turned slowly, his face like stone. 'Some secrets are better left buried, Ayla. The truth will only bring pain.' But both of them knew that the journey had already begun, and there was no turning back.