
ANEET’S POV:
The city lights were no longer a distant glow but a stark, cold reality. I woke in the vast, silent suite, the soft fabric of the bed a stark constant to the hard, unyielding world I had chosen to re-enter.

ANEET’S POV:
The city lights were no longer a distant glow but a stark, cold reality. I woke in the vast, silent suite, the soft fabric of the bed a stark constant to the hard, unyielding world I had chosen to re-enter.
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