The tranquility of the morning was abruptly disrupted as the news of Abrar and Shazi's elopement sent shockwaves through the family. Zainab and Hassan, blissfully unaware of the brewing storm, found themselves unprepared for the fallout. In the midst of the turmoil, Shazi's abandoned phone became a harbinger of scandal, revealing damning images of Zainab and Hassan together on the beach.

Relatives gathered, their anger palpable, as accusations flew like arrows. "You've sullied our family's honor!" Nasreen exclaimed, her voice laced with venom. "Zainab, you've brought disgrace upon us!" Jamal added, his sneer cutting through the air. Amira, unable to contain her emotions, struck Zainab across the face. "How could you do this, Zainab?!" she cried, her tears a mix of sorrow and fury.

Faisal stood motionless, his head bowed, feeling the weight of the crowd's judgment pressing down on him. Meanwhile, Shazi's family stormed away, determined to track down their missing daughter. Zainab's relatives, however, reveled in the unfolding drama. "We always knew Hassan was trouble!" Nasreen declared triumphantly.

Zainab's eyes searched for compassion, yet the sting of her mother's slap lingered painfully on her cheek.

Hassan's parents, Hadhi and Sahar, were engulfed in a wave of disappointment upon discovering the scandal. They took off to a café, where Faisal, Zainab's father, awaited them with a demeanor that was anything but welcoming. His expression was grave, and his gaze felt like a sharp blade cutting through the air.

Hadhi attempted to break the tension. "Faisal, we are truly sorry for—"

But Faisal raised a hand, halting Hadhi's words. "Let’s refrain from discussing this now. Tempers are too frayed."

Sahar nodded in agreement, her eyes reflecting the weight of the moment.

"We understand," Hadhi replied, his voice steady despite the turmoil.

Faisal's attention turned sharply to Hassan. "Hassan, you bear the brunt of this situation."

Hassan's gaze fell to the floor, shame washing over him.

"But," Faisal continued, "I also recognize Zainab's part in this recklessness."

Hadhi and Sahar exchanged worried looks, sensing the gravity of the conversation.

"For now, let’s allow the storm to settle. Focus on your studies, Hassan," Faisal instructed, his tone firm yet measured.

Hassan nodded, absorbing the weight of the words.

Faisal added, "No more trips to the beach, no more foolishness. Your career must take precedence."

Sahar leaned closer, her voice barely above a whisper. "We will make sure he stays on track."

Faisal's demeanor softened slightly. "And, Hassan, I assure you: I will not arrange Zainab's marriage to anyone else. It won't look good for the families after it has come this far."

Hassan met Faisal's gaze, a flicker of gratitude igniting within him.

With a final gesture, Faisal stood, signaling the end of their meeting. Hadhi and Sahar followed suit, their expressions heavy with concern.

As they left, Hassan's heart lingered with thoughts of Zainab, a bittersweet ache that refused to fade.