The sun was already hot when I woke up. I felt the familiar emptiness in my stomach—no water, no food since last night.
Today was Karwachauth. My first one. In Vikram's house, the servants would do everything, and I never bothered. What was the point of fasting for a man who saw me as furniture?
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