It had been three months since our nikah.

Three months of slowly learning each other-our habits, our silences, our laughter. During the day, we existed like two different souls, clashing at times, laughing at others, sometimes even crying over the smallest things. But every night, something shifted. Wrapped in each other's arms, the world softened. We became one soul, drifting into sleep with shared warmth and unspoken comfort.