After dinner, Akshat returned to the room, his shoulders slightly slumped from the day's chaos. He opened the door quietly and saw Amrit sitting at her desk, her brows furrowed as she focused on her laptop screen. She was massaging her temple absentmindedly, her face a mix of concentration and frustration.
"So jao, it's late," Akshat said gently, leaning against the doorframe.
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