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Chapter 31

Author's pov

The silence in the room was suffocating, broken only by the uneven rhythm of Siaara’s breath. Her face was buried in his chest, her trembling frame clutching the fabric of his shirt as though letting go would mean drowning. Yet when Aashraya’s arms tried to encircle her, she shoved them away with surprising force, still, she did not move an inch away from him. She needed the warmth, the shield, but she didn’t want his comfort. Not yet. Not when her heart was still raw and her soul still bleeding.

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