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Chapter 16

It had been weeks since Ruhi last heard his voice… Weeks of silence, of numb routine, of existing more than living. But today—as she scrubbed the cold marble steps outside the southern wing, her knuckles red and cracked from the harsh detergent—her phone buzzed softly in the pocket of her apron.

A strange sound in a place where nothing human ever rang.

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