Love that lives in wounds

<p>This book began in silence.<br>Not in the silence of peace but in the silence of women whose stories were never asked only endured.</p><p>They stirred rotis with bruised wrists. They stitched clothes while stitching together broken selves. They wept alone while the world praised their patience. I watched them - in villages in cities behind veils in kitchens on buses in courtrooms in masjids - and I knew: <strong>love had lived inside their wounds far longer than any man had stood beside them.</strong></p><p><em>Love That Lives in Wounds</em> is not about pity.<br>It is about the persistence of tenderness in the face of abandonment.<br>It is about the power of women who were denied choices but still chose to love - fiercely quietly dangerously.</p><p>These stories are fiction. And yet they are real.<br>Drawn from whispers shadows diaries stifled sobs forbidden verses and the haunted softness in a woman's eyes after midnight.</p><p>If these stories touch you let them change you.</p><p>If they hurt let them heal something buried. </p><p>And if you recognize yourself in these pages - know that your wound is not invisible nor is it without meaning.</p>