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Two Prayers, One Fate

Few days later, Virat showed up at Ishani’s door in the late afternoon—carrying a large matte-black gift bag and a smaller velvet box. She opened the door in her casual home shorts and tank top, hair in a messy bun, and froze when she saw him.

He stepped inside without a word, closed the door behind him, and held the bag out to her.

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