Janhvi
The evening air clung to my skin, crisp and laced with the faint scent of rain-soaked earth. My body ached from the long hours of my shift, exhaustion weighing me down like an invisible shroud. I adjusted my handbag over my shoulder, exhaling a slow, tired breath.
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