The vanished family a memory of murder
In the silence of his room, Vihaan's whispered question lingered, carrying with it the echoes of a world beyond imagination—a world that he had glimpsed, if only for a fleeting moment, in the realm of dreams.
The early morning sun painted the sky in shades of pink and gold, casting a serene glow over the quiet neighborhood. In the tranquil moments before the world fully woke up, Sukoon stood at the doorstep of a cozy, picturesque house, waiting for Khushi to emerge.
Khushi emerged from the house, her hair cascading down in gentle waves, wearing a soft smile that belied the turmoil inside her. Sukoon's presence gave her a sense of calm, a brief respite from the chaos that had consumed her lif
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