
The café wasn’t crowded — just the low hum of conversations, the clinking of cups, and soft instrumental music floating in the background. It was the kind of place where people came to relax.
Khushi didn’t feel relaxed.She stepped inside, her fingers tightening slightly around her bag strap as her eyes scanned the space. For a moment, everything felt normal… until it didn’t.

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