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The golden hues of dusk painted the sky in a warm gradient, casting long shadows across the living room as Vaanika stepped inside. The faint creak of the wooden floor beneath her heels barely registered over the low hum of the air conditioner and the occasional chirping of birds returning to their nests. She set her bag down gently, not wanting to disturb the scene that unfolded before her eyes.
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