The grocery bags were barely on the sofa. Meher slowly slipped off her sandals and let out a long sigh—today felt different. It wasn't exhaustion; her mind was filled with an unfamiliar laughter and her heart with a light, steady hum.
Reyansh was watching her—the tension that usually defined his face was gone. There was no anger today, no walls. Just peace... and a hint of mischief.







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