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The courtroom doors closed behind them.Aban walked beside Tooba, carrying the court files. His arm was still in a sling from the accident, but his steps were steady. Tooba was silent, deep in thought, but there was a small glimmer of relief in her eyes.They reached home.The apartment felt strangely cold despite the summer heat. As Aban placed the files on the table, Tooba’s phone buzzed.Unknown number.She picked it up hesitantly.“Miss Tooba,” a cold, official voice spoke. “This is from your former news channel’s HR department.”She already felt her chest tighten.“We regret to inform you… due to the ongoing controversy