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UDAIPUR

As the rain poured heavily, the droplets blurred the space between Miksha and Ruhaan. His lips formed her name— "Jaan." A word so intimate, yet from a time long buried in the crevices of their hearts. The soft, almost broken whisper tugged at Miksha’s soul, like a forgotten melody suddenly remembered.

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