
Arohi sat curled up on the bed, knees pulled tightly to her chest, arms wrapped around herself as if she were the only shield she had left. The room around her wasn't just a room anymore... it was a cage that slowly shrunk with every passing day. Four silent walls. One lonely bed. One balcony that teased her with a sky she couldn't touch. That was all her world allowed now.
Ever since Dev walked into her life, the outside world had died quietly. Streets. People. Laughter. Dreams. Everything disappeared without making noise. She didn't step out. Didn't live. Didn't breathe freely. Even with Srilekha, words barely escaped her lips-as if speaking too much would remind her that she still existed.
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