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The night air on the bridge was thick with tension, the kind that wraps itself around you, making it hard to breathe. We had been standing in each other's arms, the world outside our little bubble forgotten, when Vedant's voice cut through the silence like a blade.

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๐‘ป๐’‰๐’† ๐‘ต๐’‚๐’“๐’“๐’‚๐’•๐’๐’“ ๐‘ช๐’

๐ฟ๐‘’๐‘ก ๐‘š๐‘ฆ ๐‘ค๐‘œ๐‘Ÿ๐‘‘๐‘  ๐‘๐‘Ž๐‘–๐‘›๐‘ก ๐‘กโ„Ž๐‘’ ๐‘“๐‘Ž๐‘›๐‘ก๐‘Ž๐‘ ๐‘–๐‘’๐‘  ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘ฃ๐‘’๐‘Ÿ ๐‘˜๐‘›๐‘’๐‘ค ๐‘ฆ๐‘œ๐‘ข ๐‘›๐‘’๐‘’๐‘‘๐‘’๐‘‘..โœง