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2 . His arms

The sun rose lazily over the haveli, its golden fingers brushing against the sandstone walls and ancient carvings. But within Meera, there was no warmth. Just a strange numbness, as if her body moved but her soul had been left behind somewhere...

She awoke before dawn.

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