Yash’s POV
Ashrit had been here earlier with the most unsettling information about the Asian syndicate. What the hell was happening? My mother… and them? Even the thought of her name being connected to those people churned my insides. I felt like the ground beneath me was shifting, the walls of Meherangarh closing in with shadows of secrets that should have never existed.
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