The third time, there was no conversation. He landed at Benazir Bhutto International Airport, drove straight to their cafe, and found her crying over a slice of red velvet cake. "I can't do this anymore," she said. He didn't argue. He simply sat down, took the fork from her hand, and ate the cake. Then he said, "I quit the job." That cafe, with its sticky menus and too-loud pop music, became the witness to the end of a long-distance nightmare and the start of a shared life in Rawalpindi.
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