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Amma’s Pov-

By the time I returned home, the sun had already begun its slow descent, bleeding orange across the fields. My bones ached, but my mind was heavier than my body. I had gone to the Thakur with a trembling heart, hoping for a little mercy, a little protection for my Saanjh.

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