Rudravika was lying on her stomach, her feet swinging lazily in the air as she mindlessly scrolled through her phone screen. But her eyes weren't registering anything she saw, her mind was drifting elsewhere, tangled in thoughts that refused to quiet down.
Just then, Ruhanika stepped inside holding a tray with a warm glass of milk. Her eyes softened as she noticed her daughter so lost and distant. She placed the tray carefully on the side table, walked over, and sat gently on the edge of the bed.
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