The golden hues of dawn filtered softly through the parted curtains, bathing the room in a warm, tranquil glow. Shree stirred slowly, only to find herself enveloped in the comforting warmth of Dhruv’s arms.
His hold around her was firm, almost possessive, as if even in slumber, he feared letting her go. Her face was nestled against his chest, where the steady rhythm of his heartbeat soothed her like a lullaby.
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