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Sundar Virah
βWho am I to you, Ekarth?β Her words were a whisper, everything she carried locked inside her heart. After waiting a long minute, she stepped back. He didnβt speakβnot a single word. She never expected him to say, you are my everything, because deep down she knewβ¦ she was not. A hollow chuckle escaped her lips. βMay I, Mr. Advani?β Her breath faltered, reminding her that she could never truly be his. No one. She swallowed the heavy storm rising within, determined not to cry in front of him. Her hands clutched the bag tightly. Without sparing him a glance, she moved forward this time. His shoulders stiffened, fists clenched, jaw locked. Yet he didnβt hold her the way she longed for. He couldnβt give her the life she wished for. And so, she left himβthis time for real. No longer waiting, because why should she? She never belonged to him.
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