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The world went quiet today… not because the war ended, but because something even more dangerous began—negotiations. Far from the battlefield, inside a heavily guarded room in Islamabad, the fate of millions rested on a few men sitting across a table, staring each other down. No cameras. No smiles. Just silence thick enough to feel. On one side stood the United States, backed by its allies. On the other sat Iran—hit hard by weeks of strikes, yet still standing, still defiant. And hovering over