Author POV
The first rays of dawn barely touched the city, but inside the house, the energy was heavy. Mukta sat at the small study table, her bracelet now carefully secured on her wrist, the tiny crack still faintly visible. Muktansh stood nearby, his arms crossed, eyes scanning every shadow in the room. Veer was crouched over the ancient pages, reading intently, occasionally jotting notes.
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