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A Call Too Late

작가: Kriti yadav
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The Malhotra estate was engulfed in silence by the time Raj arrived home. The air was thick with the scent of jasmine from the garden, but he barely noticed as he stepped inside.The dim lighting in the hallway cast long shadows, but he paid no attention.

They must have gone to bed by now, he thought, heading straight for his room. His movements were unhurried, his mind still occupied with the events of the day.

Just as he reached the staircase, a voice stopped him.

“Young master, at least have
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