Back in Arnav's penthouse, the atmosphere shifts. The formalities for dinner with his family have passed, and now we're alone.
Arnav takes my hand and pulls me into his arms, his lips pressing softly against mine. I'm not prepared for the sudden intensity,but i melts into him, feeling the weight of their unspoken emotions.
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