Chapter 56

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Happy Women's Day to all my beautiful readers!

Being a woman is no easy feat—we carry the weight of expectations, battle countless struggles, and yet, we rise every single time. The journey is difficult, but the sheer joy, resilience, and power of being a woman make it all so incredibly worth it. Today, I want to remind you all that every single one of you are strong, you are radiant, and you are unstoppable.

Also, Thank you all for 60k reads on this book. It made me tear up in happy tears so bad.

Before we dive into the next chapter, I wanted to share some exciting news! I've been thinking a lot about Aratrika's (Reyansh's mother) backstory and the legacy of the old Sehgal family. I believe a deeper exploration of their past is long overdue, and that's why authorinaayaa and I will be writing A Sehgal Sister's Arc in Unwritten! This arc will shed light on their history, secrets, and the moments that shaped their lives. I can't wait for you all to experience it!
(I'll post the first chapter from Aratrika in Unwritten tomorrow.)

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Warning: Violence, Heartbreak, Strong fmc, Be prepared for cliffhanger

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Warning: Violence, Heartbreak, Strong fmc, Be prepared for cliffhanger. (pun intended-)

A slow tear slipped down my cheek, tracing a silent path across my bruised skin before disappearing into the hollow of my collarbone.

I hadn't realized I was crying until I felt the damp warmth against my trembling lips. My fingers curled instinctively the shackles rattiling as I tried to reach to my hair which now barely reached my shoulders.

My heart trembled as my fingers brushed the ragged ends of my hair, my breath catching as all my memories crashed over me at once.

Maa running behind me, a hairbrush in hand, calling out my name in exasperation. ' Athira! Come here, let me fix your hair!' And I, giggling, would dart away, always testing the limits of her patience. But she never truly got angry. When she finally caught me, she would comb through the tangles with such gentle hands, humming an old hindi lullaby under her breath. The same song she used to sing when I was small enough to fall asleep in her lap.

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