Author's POV:
When Vaani returned home from school that evening, the familiar creak of the front gate welcomed her, but what truly stopped her in her tracks was the sound that spilled out from inside—echoes of laughter, voices overlapping, the unmistakable buzz of a house filled with family. For a moment, she just stood at the threshold, her bag slipping off her shoulder, her heart racing at the rare sight she was about to witness.
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