Zahra sat nervously on the sofa, her fingers fidgeting with the edge of her dupatta. Zaniyah's voice, warm and comforting, filled the hall as she greeted Zahra with the greeting.

"Assalamualaikum," Zaniyah's voice echoed, breaking the tension in the room.Zahra's eyes lit up as she embraced Zaniyah tightly, whispering softly,