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70. Don’t cry, I am here
Anant turned his head to gaze at Rahi. Was she truly feeling fine? Just as he looked at her, Rahi turned her head and locked her gaze with his, her eyes filled with seriousness. Anant felt a warmth surge within him, and he couldn't tear his eyes away. In that moment, he wanted to capture this sight and cherish it for eternity. She was so close to him, appearing even more innocent and pure. His voice, low and seductive, broke the silence. "Are you feeling good?" he asked, his words carrying a hint of both concern and sensuality. Rahi shook her head earnestly, indicating that something was bothering her. Before Anant could probe further, she gently held his arm, which was resting on his stomach, and stretched it out. She then placed her head on his arm and clung to him tightly. Anant cou
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