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Last published Sat, Jun 21, 2025
I never thought this day would come. The day I would finally learn the truth about who I really am. I thought my life was simple—my parents, Mythili and Shreeram, whom I’ve loved all my life. But everything I knew, everything I believed, was built on lies. And now I’m locked in a dark room, tied up, unable to escape. I don’t even know if I’ll survive this night. But maybe telling my story will give me some strength. Maybe it’ll be my only weapon against the man who’s taken me
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