Vismay POV
The house was quieter now. No lights. No rituals. Just the faint sound of distant music from some cousin's reels and Arushi's laughter echoing from the living room where she, Rhea, and Choti Mummy were gossiping about something. It always felt surreal to hear her laugh like that. Back then, when I first met her, I never imagined we'd end up here—married, intertwined in each other's lives in the most unimaginable ways.

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