The golden rays of the setting sun painted the Singhania mansionโs garden in a soft glow. Laughter, the kind that comes after long peace, filled the space as the family sat sprawled on the lounge chairs, steaming cups of coffee and plates of snacks resting on the table.
Things had started getting better now. Weeks passed, and Amrit slowly recovered , not just in her mind, but in her body too. Her wounds had healed.

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