Riddhima sat in the backseat of the cab, her fingers gripping the edge of her seat as she stared out of the window. The city lights blurred past, but she barely noticed them. Her mind was drowning in a storm of thoughts, each one louder than the last.
Was she doing the right thing? Could she really trust Aarav? After everything that had happened, after all the betrayals and mind games, was running away truly the answer?
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