Arjun’s POV
Morning sunlight spilled through the half-drawn curtains of my penthouse bedroom, golden rays brushing across the tangled sheets where she lay curled like a kitten. Aarohi stirred, lashes trembling, cheeks flushed even in her sleep. My lips curved into a slow smile as I leaned on one elbow, drinking in the sight.
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