Vanni sat curled up on the couch in her home, the afternoon sun casting a warm glow through the windows. She rested a book in her lap, but her eyes barely scanned the words. Her thoughts wandered, a restless energy settling deep within her as the house felt too silent, too empty without Tarun. Days had passed since he left for Russia, and despite her efforts to keep busy with reading, tidying, and cooking, none of it filled the aching void his absence left behind.
A deep sigh escaped her lips as she glanced at the clock on the wall; time crawled by agonizingly slow. Just when the weight of boredom began to swallow her, her phone buzzed on the coffee table. Seeing Tarun’s name flashing on the screen brought an instant smile to her lips as she answered eagerly, "Hey, you!"
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