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53. Drunk
The scent enveloped her, reaching deep into her heart, and as she opened her eyes, a smile adorned her face. Rahi loved red roses, but she despised the man who often brought them to her. Anant couldn't comprehend Rahi's cold behavior towards him. He failed to understand that, as a child, she would get annoyed whenever she saw him sitting in Ranjana's lap. She would pull his hand, removing him from Ranjana's embrace, and take his place on her own lap. Their paths often crossed as Rekha and Ranjana would meet, and so would Anant and Rahi. Anant would play with her, laugh with her. Once, when they were both running and Rahi fell, he hurried over to her, grabbing her hand and helping her up. He would make silly faces to distract her from crying, and she would burst into laughter at his comi
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