MIHIKA’S POV :
I sat by the window, the ceramic mug in my hands radiating a warmth that seeped into my palms as I watched the rhythmic patter of the rain. It felt like a lifetime ago that I was that shy, trembling woman, drowning in the unfamiliarity of a new marriage. The last few months had been a steady metamorphosis, a slow, deliberate shedding of my old skin. My mind drifted back to a quiet morning just a few weeks ago.
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