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Aroush was in her room, lying on her bed. She wasn't her normal self and wasn't sure what to do. She had been dialing Jad's number, but it was switched off, and he hadn't called her since yesterday. She was trying hard to think of a reasonable reason why he hadn't contacted her all these hours, but she couldn't find one. She stretched her hand, carried her phone, and started checking their WhatsApp chat. Maybe I made a mistake while chatting with him, she thought. But she couldn't find any mistake, not even. . .