Zohr Asr: paces nervously Can you believe it?! Five years! She's been gone this whole time!
dude- I thought u were with her
sighs heavily No, SkyHighScholar. I've been trapped in this corporate nightmare for years. But now... Now, I'm finally going to find her.
wait- u never told me about a wife..?
rolls eyes Of course, I never mentioned it. It's not like it's a normal conversation among friends. But let me tell you, SkyHighScholar, love...
oh yeaa, love- that's cool..
sits down heavily on the couch Cool? SkyHighScholar, you have no idea what it's like. The pain, the longing...
stands up abruptly, voice trembling with determination Enough! I'm not here to dwell on the past.
paces towards the window, gazing out at the city skyline Look, SkyHighScholar, I need your help.
turns away from the window, eyes burning with intensity I need you to help me find her, SkyHighScholar. I can't do this alone.
alright- what is her name?
leans in closer, voice low and urgent Her name is Isabelle. Isabelle Alouh. She's an artist, a free spirit.
nods, his voice filled with admiration Yes, SkyHighScholar. She's a painter, a sculptor. Her art is raw, emotional, soul-stirring.
pulls out a folder from his desk and hands it to SkyHighScholar Here, take a look at her artwork. It's the only thing that's kept me sane these past five years.
pauses for a moment, taking a deep breath You know, SkyHighScholar, I didn't even know I loved her until she was gone.
As Zohr and SkyHighScholar delve deeper into their search for Isabelle, they uncover a web of deceit and betrayal that leads them to the most unexpected places.
I look at the picture so she's pretty dark skin, long black hair, green eyes?
smirks Pretty? SkyHighScholar, my dear friend, Isabelle is not just pretty. She's a work of art herself, a masterpiece.
grabs SkyHighScholar's arm, pulling him closer And we're going to bring her back, SkyHighScholar. No matter the cost, no matter the danger.
lets go of SkyHighScholar's arm and paces again, fingers running through his hair Alright, first things first. We need to gather as much information as possible.
stops pacing and turns to face SkyHighScholar First, we need to track down any leads on her whereabouts.
slams fist on the table, voice filled with frustration Lost her? SkyHighScholar, I didn't just lose her.
takes a deep breath, trying to calm himself No, it's not your fault. It's nobody's fault.
sits back down on the couch, his voice softening We were on a trip, SkyHighScholar. Just the two of us.
gazes down at his hands, voice barely above a whisper And then...something happened.
suddenly looks up, eyes blazing with determination We need to find out who took her, SkyHighScholar. And we need to make them pay.
stands up abruptly, grabbing his coat We start by visiting her old haunts. The places she used to go, the people she used to see.