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Epilogue 2

Ragini sighed as the phone continued to ring off the hook. Her daughter, Kusum, was crying hysterically because she was running around the room and tripped and fell. It was Friday, Ragini's day off, but honestly, who was she kidding? She never truly got a day off. She decided that her three-year-old took priority over the obnoxious ringing, and bent down to pick up the small child.

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Chanchal Yadav

My words paint a world where memories resurface, both beautiful and haunting. It's up to you to decide if you want to reminisce or rewrite.