In a quiet corner of the garden, Rohini and Shivansh sat on a wooden bench, sipping their morning tea. The sound of chirping birds filled the silence between them, but Rohini’s mind was elsewhere, her eyes following her son Aryan, who was walking across the courtyard in the distance, looking deep in thought.
Rohini Mehra (ML Aunty/Badi Ma)
*placed her cup down on the small table beside her and turned to her husband, her brow furrowed with curiosity*
Rohini Mehra (ML Aunty/Badi Ma)
Have you noticed something about Aryan since we arrived here at the palace? *Thoughtfully*
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