Avni left soon after Aria was ready. The room felt quiet again, a little too calm for how fast Aria's heart was beating. She sat on her bed scrolling, but she wasn't even looking at the screen properly. Her mind kept drifting to the time, to the door, to the thought of Shivansh coming.
Then she suddenly remembered she had to take something for him. She bit her lip, thinking hard about what she should take, when an idea clicked. Her eyes brightened and she quickly rushed downstairs.
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