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Prologue

Her alarm was blazing as the needle of the traditional alarm clock hits 7 in the morning. Naina woke up yawning lightly and looked at the left side of her bed.

It was neat, without a single wrinkle and cold, as if nobody slept there. She sighed and did her morning chores in the washroom. She quickly got ready as she needed to make breakfast

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