Tawakkul is not the absence of grief, but the courage to grieve with trust in what lies ahead."

This is a story of two souls who never planned to meet—but destiny had something healing in mind.

An artist, gentle and full of unspoken feelings, walks into a therapy room looking for peace. On the other side sits a therapist, calm and grounded, carrying strength in her silence. What starts as a session slowly becomes something deeper—a connection that words could barely hold.

They talk for hours.
They laugh, reflect, sometimes cry.
It begins to feel like they are mirrors of each other—two broken hearts drawing light out of one another.

The artist, moved by her presence and the way she makes him feel understood,both  starts falling in love. Not the loud kind, but the quiet one—the kind that grows with gratitude and respect.

One day, he gathers the courage to tell her.
He shares his heart, softly… like a sketch on a blank page.
And with just as much softness, she says Hold.

too much  drama. emotional pain .. No bitterness. Just a pause.
And then… silence 

They part on good terms. No promises. Just Tawakkul