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12. WHEN SHE HELD MY TIE!

I was buttoning the last button of my shirt when I saw her—Tanirika—standing there in the doorway, her delicate hands holding the puja ki thali, the soft glow of the candlelight flickering around her like she was some kind of angel. She stood still, her eyes soft but waiting. Patient. Quiet. I knew she was waiting for me to take the blessings, as we always did. But, for some reason, today, something about this moment felt different.

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