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3. "Trauma and Hurricane"

It was morning. I stood in front of the mirror, staring at my reflection - dressed in a soft yellow kurta paired with white palazzos. After slipping on my silver jhumkas, a simple chain, and strapping my wristwatch in place, I felt ready. At least on the outside.

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Ruhanika 🦋

Life is full of exploring and discovering so trying to discover myself as a writer. And want to write sweet and beautiful, chaotic love stories.