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Mihika wiped the drying salt from her cheeks, pulling her shoulders back with a sudden, desperate resolve. The silence in the room was a living thing, charged with the static of Ekansh’s volatile pain. She knew what she had to do, even if it meant walking directly into the center of his storm.
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