bakhto khan

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I Found Out the Truth After the Funeral
BY{bakhto khan} I saw her at the back of the chapel. She didn’t cry. She didn’t speak to anyone. She just stood there, staring at the casket like she knew him better than the rest of us. At first, I thought she was someone from my father’s work, or maybe a distant relative I didn’t recognize.
By bakhto khan3 months ago in Fiction
She Left Without a Sound"
I woke up to the smell of coffee, but the house was silent. The mug sat on the table. Still warm. Her handwriting on a sticky note:
By bakhto khan3 months ago in Fiction