Just a few weeks after their quiet, magical anniversary, the buzz of daily life returned to its regular rhythm—early mornings, stacks of files, children tugging at sarees and dhotis, and the continuous hum of responsibility. But for Anirudh and Bondita, routine was never mundane. It was the background to a life they had once fought tooth and nail to build.
One afternoon, as the clouds began gathering over Tulsipur, bringing with them the familiar scent of a summer storm, Bondita received a visitor.
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