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𝟐𝟎. ᴄᴀʀᴇ ғᴏʀ ʜᴇʀ

After 4 days when everything is shot......

Early morning air still felt a little chilly as Ahanshi and Manya walked toward the school gate, both dragging their feet like someone had tied bricks to them. Manya's shoulders were slouched, hair a bit messy, bag hardly hanging on. Ahanshi, on the other hand, walked stiffly - not laziness, not boredom... she simply didn't want to see Ishaan's face today.

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