Siya stood near the foot of Shashwat’s bed, her arms folded loosely across her chest, eyes following him as he moved around the room with visible determination. His usually calm and composed demeanor was replaced with a focused urgency. He bent near the drawer, opened the wardrobe, and even checked behind a few books on the shelf, mumbling to himself.
She tilted her head slightly, a soft smile of confusion playing on her lips.

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