Delhi’s late-night sky was thick with clouds, the kind that promised drama. The kind that didn’t ask permission before pouring.
The gala had ended an hour ago, and Meera’s car still hadn’t arrived.
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Delhi’s late-night sky was thick with clouds, the kind that promised drama. The kind that didn’t ask permission before pouring.
The gala had ended an hour ago, and Meera’s car still hadn’t arrived.
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