It was rare to hear praise for her intellect. It was only ever treated as something that was overgrown to the point of recklessness; she was always told she was too cunning, too corrupt. Never brilliant.☹️💔
He gave her one last look, adjusted the fold of the sari over her shoulder while searing her bare skin with liquid fire, and left.
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— Jul 30, 2024 04:41PM
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