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๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ•. ๐–๐š๐ง๐ง๐š ๐ฃ๐จ๐ข๐ง ๐ฆ๐ž '๐‚๐š๐ซ๐š'?

About half an hour later, the car pulled up in front of the mansion. Aarini had curled up against my chest, fast asleep, her exhaustion palpable in the way her body pressed into mine, soft and warm. The gentle rhythm of her breathing was a stark contrast to the storm brewing inside me. Outside, the managers had already stepped out of the car, their eyes averted, waiting for us to emerge.

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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