Ananya first noticed her in the college canteen.
Riya was sitting alone near the window, poking at a plate of cold rice and watery dal. Her hair was tied in a loose ponytail, a few strands sticking to her neck because of the heat. She looked tired. Not the normal college tiredโsomething heavier.
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