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15. "Love in Recovery"

I opened my eyes, my gaze flickering around, trying to register where I was. The room was silent, the faint smell of medicines lingering in the air. I was lying on a white bed, dressed in a simple kurta.

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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.