The house was breathtaking, a silent titan of stone and shadows, yet it held a profound coldness that seeped into Meher's bones. Every hallway whispered secrets, the high ceilings and dim golden lights making it feel like something plucked from a forgotten fairy tale. But this wasn't a fairy tale. It was his kingdom. And she was a girl walking barefoot through a lion's den, every step a gamble.
Meher's room was on the east side—a stark contrast, deliberately distant from Aarav's private wing. An older woman, Lata, the housemaid, moved with quiet efficiency, helping her settle in.
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