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The sun hung low over the manicured lawns of Al Karma, casting long, sharp shadows that looked like obsidian blades. Inside her sprawling villa, stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, clutching a glass of water. Her hands weren't shaking, but her heart was hammering a rhythm of pure dread.

The reunion party was supposed to be a fresh start. Instead, it had become a crime scene. The sun hung low over the manicured lawns

In Episode 11, the veneer finally begins to crack. Detective Rami isn't looking for a tragic accident; he’s looking for the person who gave the final push. The reunion party was supposed to be a fresh start

She realized then that the fall wasn't just about one person hitting the pavement. It was the beginning of their entire world collapsing. The secrets they had kept for twenty years—the fire, the lies, the betrayal—were no longer ghosts. They were the jury. Detective Rami isn't looking for a tragic accident;

Only an hour ago, a body had plummeted from the balcony of a nearby penthouse. The scream was still ringing in Alma’s ears—a jagged sound that sliced through the laughter and the clinking of champagne glasses. Now, the flashing red and blue lights of the police cruisers danced across her white marble walls.