| 'Time' Series |
| Time#1 : Book One of The 'Secrets Duology' |
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The workings of her brain were a mystery to her own pneuma.
That's what Hinduja Rao always thought.
But, quite similar to her thoughts about her own self, was someone else aro...
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Word Count : 4300
Target : 120 Votes
Audio Theme : Manali Trance
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60 | Fiancée
| 21st May, 2023 |
| Sunday |
| 1700 Hours |
He looked on as she walked out of the grand entrance of the Dogra manor, not even turning around to check if she had left something or someone behind even for a second. To check if he was still standing there or not, gazing at her, or maybe awaiting a glance from her.
Back in high school, in one of the biology chapters, he had learnt something. Scientifically, the trunk of a tree was divided into five layers—the outer bark, the inner bark or phloem, the cambium cell layer, the sapwood, and then finally, the innermost part of the trunk, the heartwood.
And there was something mystical about the heartwood. Technically that thing was nothing but a bunch of dead, hollow, and needle-like cellulose fibers, but quite miraculously, despite being dead, it doesn't decay or atrophy.
But there was a fine line to this as well. The heartwood would decay only if the outer layers are jeopardized.
And, if he were to be considered the heartwood ever, she was all the other outer four layers sheathing him in her warm embrace, crucial for his survival.
