The night had softened, but the storm’s residue lingered — puddles glistened across the marble floors, and the faint smell of rain mixed with smoke from the burned hallways. Saanvi sat wrapped in the crimson veil, trembling, but her mind was sharper than ever.
Advay stood beside her, silent, protective, eyes scanning every shadow. His presence was fire and safety combined, a constant reminder that she was no longer alone in facing the darkness that Kabir brought.
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