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Thu, 30 Oct 2025 19:31:31 +0000

The night was quiet, but Vedansh's heart was anything but. He stood outside Anu's window, the cold wind brushing against his face, carrying the faint scent of jasmine from the flowers in her garden. The moonlight slanted through the curtains, painting her room in silver and shadow. His throat felt tight as he pushed the window open gently, careful not to wake her too soon.