The temple bell chimed behind them as the three of them walked down the stone steps—Raunaksh holding Aaryan in one arm, his other hand casually resting in his pocket. Meher walked beside him, the soft rustle of her pheran and the delicate clink of her bangles marking her presence with every step.
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