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47. An unknown encounter
Rahi watched in awe as he played with intensity and passion, a stark contrast to his usual calm and serious demeanor. Observing Anant's strong, muscular arm and the sweat glistening on it, Rahi couldn't help but recall the day he had lifted her up with those very arms. His hair, damp with sweat, moved with every movement of his body. His eyes, fixated on the target, resembled a determined predator. The tightness of his muscles beneath his shirt showcased his fervor. His decisions were as swift as a falcon's flight. As the match neared its end, the resounding shouts of "Anant" indicated that his team had emerged victorious. The players on his team rejoiced, bouncing with joy, while Anant walked to a corner of the field. A man hurriedly approached Anant, handing him a napkin and a water b
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