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Geeta, who had worked for the Sharmas for twelve years, simply nodded and continued scrubbing her way. She knew Dadi’s bark was worse than her bite.

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That night, dinner was a quiet, sprawling affair. They ate dal-baati-churma by the light of a single bulb in the courtyard, the rain still drumming on the tin roof. No phones. No arguments. Just the sound of spoons scraping steel plates and Rohan telling a terrible joke about a monkey and a mango. Geeta, who had worked for the Sharmas for