
MISHIKA 'S POV-
The next morning, when my eyes fluttered open , a sharp ache spread through every corner of my body—like I had carried the weight of a thousand emotions, a thousand storms, all in one night.

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The next morning, when my eyes fluttered open , a sharp ache spread through every corner of my body—like I had carried the weight of a thousand emotions, a thousand storms, all in one night.

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