
The dinner had been a silent torture. Meera had served him with downcast eyes, her silver bangles barely making a sound as she moved with a mechanical, broken grace. She hadn't looked at him once, and she hadn't touched a morsel of food.

The dinner had been a silent torture. Meera had served him with downcast eyes, her silver bangles barely making a sound as she moved with a mechanical, broken grace. She hadn't looked at him once, and she hadn't touched a morsel of food.
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