Anjali and Devansh were quietly chatting in the soft light of early morning, the clock nearing eight. The room carried a calm, intimate warmth, but Anjali's mind was slightly preoccupied—she had to go to the hospital that day. Their conversation flowed gently until it was abruptly interrupted by the sharp sound of knocking on the door.
"Anju, I'm going outside. On the way, I'll drop you at the hospital," came Soumya's voice from the other side.



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