Moonlight Across The Terrace
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A designer of spaces and a dreamer of skies-Aayan Haider believed beauty lived in the patterns he built and the constellations he traced.
But when a quiet figure appeared across the terrace, his nights began to shift and his journals began to wander-not toward the skies, but toward the terrace across from his own.
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