THIRD POV:
The night was long and suffocating. Mihika sat outside the study door, her back against the cold wall, listening to the silence from within. She had tried everything—pleading, knocking, begging—but Ekansh wouldn't open the door. The silence from his office was a torment, a physical manifestation of the chasm that had opened between them.
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