Chapter - 58

In the gentle embrace of the afternoon sunlight, Haider sat by Kabir's bedside. The room was filled with a warm ambiance, contrasting the tumultuous history that the two brothers shared. Haider held a small tray of food, a gesture of his newfound concern and care for his younger sibling.

Kabir looked at the spoonful of food Haider was offering him and raised an eyebrow playfully. "You're not trying to poison me, are you?"

Haider's lips curved into a faint smile, a rare display of levity. "You've watched too many movies, Kabir. Trust me, my cooking skills are lethal in their own way."

Kabir chuckled, wincing slightly as his laughter reverberated through his still-recovering body. "Well, I don't know if I should be worried about the food or your cooking skills, but I'm willing to take my chances."

Haider's stern facade faltered, his defenses momentarily lowering. He let out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding. "You've always had a way with words," he replied, a hint of a smile tu