Rudra had showered again, the scent of soap and skin lingering on him as he stepped into the dimly lit kitchen for a glass of water. The silence of the house was heavy — but not empty.
Rekha stood near the sink, her hair loose, wet from a bath. She wore a plain cotton night blouse, clinging slightly to her damp skin, the edge of her petticoat just brushing her knees.
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