It was morning. A mild aroma filled the kitchen. Meher was preparing breakfast—her hair slightly messy, her face calm, and a new spark in her eyes.
Dev quietly approached from behind. He gently placed his hands on Meher's shoulders.
It was morning. A mild aroma filled the kitchen. Meher was preparing breakfast—her hair slightly messy, her face calm, and a new spark in her eyes.
Dev quietly approached from behind. He gently placed his hands on Meher's shoulders.
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