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Chapter 4

The streetlights flickered as Komal stepped down from the crowded bus, her steps slower and heavier than usual after the long day.

The air carried the familiar thick scent of dust mixed cooking smoke drifting from nearby houses, but she felt strangely distant from it all tonight, like she was moving through a dream she hadn't agreed to enter or even asked to be part of.

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