Ananya was not the same woman who had allowed herself to be buried under doubt and hurt. She had found her path again.
And whenever darkness would seek to make its presence felt, she had a small hand to grasp in hers - a reminder that love, even in the smallest sizes, was strong enough to restore the light.
The End.
And whenever darkness would seek to make its presence felt, she had a small hand to grasp in hers - a reminder that love, even in the smallest sizes, was strong enough to restore the light.
The End.
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