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“Your idiot,” he replied.

Anjali looked up. His fingers were still around her wrist. For a moment, the chaos of the family inside faded. Only the scent of coffee and jasmine from the garden remained. One year later, their Bengaluru apartment has a

“He’s going back to Denmark in a week,” Anjali said, staring at her banana leaf. “And I have a life in Bengaluru.” “Your idiot,” he replied

Savitri Akka clapped her hands once, sharply. “Finally! I was tired of watching you two dance around like peacocks in the rain.”