CHAPTER 6

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Ananya stirred in her sleep, stretching lazily as the first rays of the morning sun filtered through the curtains. Her hair was slightly tousled, and her eyes held a hint of sleepiness mixed with the calm determination she always carried. Slowly, she got up and made her way to the washroom. She treated her wounds carefully—her hand and her leg—tending to herself with quiet precision, before heading downstairs.