
The morning sun streamed through the sheer curtains of Aaradhana's room, painting the walls in soft shades of gold.
But unlike every other morning, Aaradhana was already awake.

The morning sun streamed through the sheer curtains of Aaradhana's room, painting the walls in soft shades of gold.
But unlike every other morning, Aaradhana was already awake.
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