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2. Broken Heart

Shrishti sat on the edge of the intricately carved wooden bed, her fingers nervously tracing the delicate patterns in the silk sheets.

The room, adorned with fragrant rose garlands and lit by the soft glow of candlelight, seemed almost magical.

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