Author's POV:
Keshav sat on the couch of the dimly lit living room, staring blankly at the ceiling fan that whirred lazily above. The faint hum of its blades filled the silence around him, the kind that felt both peaceful and suffocating at once. His eyes were open, but his mind was far away — wandering through flashes of a past that felt too vivid to be just memories.






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