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Purnahuti ( Sacred closeness) pt - 2

Ekansh was moving through the garden, eyes glued to his phone, paying attention to nothing — until he collided hard with someone. They both tumbled to the ground together, landing straight in a patch of fresh mud — Ekansh on top, one hand braced to keep their faces from smashing together.

For a moment, all he could see were two furious grey eyes blazing back at him — so sharp, so alive, so unafraid. Their faces were barely inches apart. A lock of her hair fell across her cheek, and he instinctively reached to tuck it away — but before his fingertips could graze her skin, she shoved him back with all her force.

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