Khushi hurried down the staircase, one hand gripping her handbag, the other adjusting the strap on her shoulder. She was ready to leave for college. She was wearing a white kurta with blue jeen. Abhimanyu had said he would drop her today. But her feet froze mid-step when she heard voices coming from the living room.
It was Abhimanyu and his mother.
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