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The warehouse loomed like a beast in the night, its rusted walls swallowing the moonlight. Khyaati’s heart pounded, not from fear but from the icy clarity of betrayal.
Author's POV
The warehouse loomed like a beast in the night, its rusted walls swallowing the moonlight. Khyaati’s heart pounded, not from fear but from the icy clarity of betrayal.
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