
Adwait was getting ready for the event inside his room, his expression blank and unreadable as he stood before the mirror. His eyes remained fixed on his own reflection, yet it almost felt as though he wasn't truly looking at himself.
There was nothing visible on his face. No excitement, no interest, no emotion. Only emptiness. As though something inside him had slowly faded away, leaving behind merely a person moving through life because he had to.





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