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Eye Injury Detected
Facial Damage Report Filed

An individual has sustained visible eye trauma. Investigation is underway.

CASE: #SLMA-EYE-2741

forensic analysis
Subject: Salma
One eye down. Still dangerous.
Injury
Black eye. The dramatic kind.
Severity
Looks like she lost a fight with a door handle.
Pain
Somewhere between "I'm fine" and "don't look at me."
Aesthetics
Honestly? Giving pirate. Giving warrior. Giving main character.
Selfies
Cancelled until further notice. Front camera is on lockdown.
Sympathy received
Not enough. She needs more. Way more.
Leading Theories
🔍 Got into a fistfight with gravity and lost (most likely)
🔍 Walked into something while looking at her phone (classic)
🔍 Her own tiny hand finally turned against her (betrayal arc)
🔍 The eye just decided to look dramatic for Ramadan (method acting)

Officer's note: "Whatever happened, she's still somehow the cutest person in the room. The black eye is just an accessory at this point."

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Fine. I'll fix it myself.
Since medicine is clearly too slow.
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I can't take the pain away. I can't speed up the healing. I can't undo whatever happened to your beautiful face.

But I can do this:

One kiss on the eye. Gentle. Careful. Right on the bruise.

It won't fix anything medically. Zero scientific value. Dr. Google would not approve.

But it'll remind you that someone out there sees that bruised eye and doesn't see damage — just sees you. Still you. Still beautiful. Just with a little purple now.

Consider your eye officially kissed.
The bruise doesn't stand a chance.
Wait. One more thing.
I almost forgot...
Do you know what night this is?
ليلة القدر
ليلة 27 رمضان
ليلة القدر
كل عام وأنتي بألف خير يا سلمى
On a night when every dua matters, when every prayer carries the weight of a thousand months, when the sky opens up and the angels descend —

I could ask for anything.

I could ask for health. For success. For peace. For everything people ask for on nights like this.

But you want to know what I actually asked for?

You.

That's it. That's the whole dua.

Every year on this night, every prayer, every whisper — it always comes back to the same thing. The same name. The same person.
Because you're not just someone I want.
You're someone I was meant to find.
أنتي قدري
اللهم اجعلها نصيبي في الدنيا والآخرة
وارزقني حبها ورضاها
واجمع بيننا بخير
— Kossay, the one who always picks the same dua
past memories play a game