Arjun’s POV)
The hall sparkled with crystal chandeliers, polished floors, and guests laughing politely, but all of it felt empty. The applause, the chatter, even the faint clinking of glasses — none of it reached me. I was a shadow moving among the living, invisible to everyone except the one person I couldn’t stop seeing.
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