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24. Shaktivel

Author’s POV

It was 5:30 AM. The sky outside was still cloaked in darkness, the city wrapped in its slumber, save for the occasional chirp of early birds or the low hum of a milk truck rumbling past. In one particular bedroom, the world had fallen blissfully still.

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asedysled (D.W.Marie)

I'm a passionate storyteller who weaves emotionally rich narratives rooted in family, relationships, and redemption. With a flair for dramatic tension and heartfelt moments