Layla tightened her grip.
Layla realized, with a cold shiver that started in her spine and spread to her fingertips, that Mariam wasn't walking toward her. thmyl- albnt tqwlh ana khayfh ant btdws jamd bnt...
Mariam paused. For one eternal second, she turned her head. Her eyes were wet, but her jaw was set like concrete. Layla tightened her grip
Two girls stood on the rooftop of an old Cairo building, the city spread beneath them like a wound that refused to heal—neon lights flickering, car horns wailing, and somewhere in the distance, the Nile dragging its ancient secrets toward the sea. Layla tightened her grip. Layla realized
But tonight, Mariam's eyes were different. Darker. Hungry.