Avyukta POV
It was around 11:00 PM. I was standing on the balcony of my new room, leaning against the railing and looking at the dark night sky. The room behind me was nothing like my old storeroom. It had a big, soft bed with clean bedsheets, a nice dressing table, curtains, and even a small study table. Everything looked comfortable and expensive. But I still felt like a stranger here. This room wasn’t mine. It was just a temporary cage decorated to look nice for others.
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