Neha stood by the mirror of changing room fixing her earrings, but her hands were shaking. Her eyes flicked up at the door as Naina walked in, holding the dupatta neatly folded in her arms.
An awkward silence filled the room. Thick. Tense.
Neha stood by the mirror of changing room fixing her earrings, but her hands were shaking. Her eyes flicked up at the door as Naina walked in, holding the dupatta neatly folded in her arms.
An awkward silence filled the room. Thick. Tense.
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