Chapter 39: Our Unwritten Song
The moon hung above like a sentinel as Yashveer gazed out over the water, its silver light stretched thin across the waves. His mind wandered back to where he first believed he could grasp at happiness, at love—a love with Ritika that was both consuming and liberating. The night held a kind of sweetness he found intoxicating, yet it was fraught with unspoken tensions. Memories of the past few weeks warmed him like a quilt of cherished moments wrapped around his spirit.
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