THIRD POV :
Mihika lay on her childhood bed, a heavy mix of nostalgia and homesickness settling over her. She had spent the day catching up with her family, yet a part of her felt fundamentally incomplete. She missed her Ansh. Just as she was about to doze off, her phone buzzed, his name flashing across the screen like a lifeline. A smile touched her lips, and she answered on the first ring.
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