11

Another Man

The next morning started like any other.

Having slowly built up her devotion to him, not out of terrifying compulsion anymore, but out of quiet, blossoming reverence. Bhargavi bent down before Anant left for the hospital. She gently touched his feet, seeking his blessings like usual. Anant smiled, lightly patting her head before heading out into the bright morning sun.

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