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Chapter 18๐ŸŒถ

Abhay's POV

I watched herโ€”my wifeโ€”as she walked into the kitchen to make dinner. Sitting alone in the room, my thoughts drifted to the life Iโ€™d lived so far. My childhood had been filled with the sound of my mother crying, the bruises on her skin, and the cruelty of my father. I grew up believing that someone like meโ€”damaged, darkโ€”could never be truly loved.

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