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Doll or Human ?

He went to her room and saw her. She looked at him , Her hollow smile cut through him deeper than any blade. She looked at him not as a savior, but as a powerful man trapped by his own guilt, bound to a broken girl out of sheer obligation and pity.

Without a word, Mrinalini gently pulled her hand out from beneath his. She lifted her slender, trembling fingers and signed to him, every movement slow, deliberate, and aching with quiet pain:

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