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A bright, golden morning, the light breeze gently carrying the fresh scent of the flowers through the open windows. The sunray pooled across the room as Kriti's stood by the mirror, adjusting her silver hoops.
Author's POV
A bright, golden morning, the light breeze gently carrying the fresh scent of the flowers through the open windows. The sunray pooled across the room as Kriti's stood by the mirror, adjusting her silver hoops.
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