It had been three days. On the surface, everything seemed to be back to normal—or at least, it looked like it.
The sun dipped low in the sky, casting a golden hue over the quiet park. Birds chirped in the distance, and the cool breeze carried the scent of freshly cut grass. Children played nearby, their laughter echoing faintly. Amid all this, Vivaan and Khushi sat quietly on the soft grass, surrounded by swaying trees and silence between them that felt heavier than any loud argument.
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