Tag: AI and the Future

Worlds Apart

Family was a curse to you, Reem. A broken thing never meant to be fixed. You bore the weight of our bloodline in silence, and I let you.

Now, you’re behind bars. I’m in Dev. Separated by reality, yet bound by memory. And still—I think of you.

The Death of Marriage?

“Marriage is dying a natural death, but Nana won’t admit it. She clings to tradition, yet refuses to see how Dev frees us from being love slaves.”