The morning they left the city, the sky was still the colour of pale ash.
Riya stood in the driveway wearing a simple white cotton kurta and loose pants, her long hair tied in a low ponytail. A small suitcase and two backpacks sat at her feet. Arjun locked the front door of their apartment for the last time and turned to her. For a second neither of them spoke. The weight of what they were doing settled between them like humidity.
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