Rudranshi's POV
My fingers fumbled with the lehenga as we reached closer to my house. This outfit was getting uncomfortable with every passing second. Not because of its material but because of the fear it gave me.

Rudranshi's POV
My fingers fumbled with the lehenga as we reached closer to my house. This outfit was getting uncomfortable with every passing second. Not because of its material but because of the fear it gave me.
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