The morning after the attack dawned heavy with a sense of unease. The once bright and airy bedroom held the remnants of the previous night's terror – a broken vase, a shattered lampshade, and a lingering fear that clung to the air like dust.
Aditi stirred first, the events of the night replaying in her mind like a horrifying film. She sat up, her heart pounding against her ribs, and found Arjun watching her, his gaze filled with concern.
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