"Aarvika!"
Kamini’s voice cut through the kitchen like a whip. She walked in, dressed in her usual expensive saree, her perfume strong, her heels louder than necessary.
"Aarvika!"
Kamini’s voice cut through the kitchen like a whip. She walked in, dressed in her usual expensive saree, her perfume strong, her heels louder than necessary.
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