The curtains fluttered gently as the first rays of a gloomy morning struggled through the thick monsoon clouds. Inside the silent room painted in earthy beige and maroon undertones, a soft groan broke the stillness. Aaradhyaโs eyelids fluttered as she shifted slightly, her head aching, her soul heavier than her body.
Her throat was dry, her limbs fragile, and yet... she tried to sit up, fighting the weight that still gripped her chest like unseen chains.

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