
Aaradhana woke up to the soft golden light spilling through the curtains. The haveli was quiet, the usual morning sounds still distant in the early hour.
She stretched lazily—

Aaradhana woke up to the soft golden light spilling through the curtains. The haveli was quiet, the usual morning sounds still distant in the early hour.
She stretched lazily—
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