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Chapter 14 The Silence After Music

Ekansh’s POV

The first rays of morning sunlight sliced through the curtains, painting golden stripes across the polished floor. I sat at the edge of my bed, shirt unbuttoned at the collar, staring blankly at the floor as if it could give me answers. The music, laughter, and chaos of last night’s sangeet still lingered in my mind like a stubborn echo.

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