•Prologue•

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She ran as fast as she could, through a forest in Haryana, disturbing the dry leaves scattered all around her until she tripped over a rock and fell.
She was panting, gasping for air, as blood trickled down from a gash on her forehead. Her lips were dry ---- they needed water. But she knew she had to escape before they caught her. They were coming for her.
If they found her, They would kill her.

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