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Prologue

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The voice of water droplets could be heard as Rajveer emerged, fresh from the shower, the steam trailing behind him. His steps were slow, his thoughts unreadable, a towel loosely draped over his shoulders. As he entered the room, his eyes fell on Maya, who sat on the bed like a statue, her back straight, her hands fidgeting in her lap.

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𝘞𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴 — 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘦𝘴𝘯’𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵, 𝘪𝘵’𝘴 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘬.