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The rain was falling so heavily, as if the dark clouds of today had decided to pour themselves out completely over Bucharest. The water from the clouds was flowing toward the sea like a river.
Arohi went up to the rooftop of Manak Mansion. In that harsh open air and strong wind, whatever she was wearing felt heavy and uncomfortable. She sat in front of those four arched walls, while the rain kept pouring over her like an ocean.
Her black, messy hair was soaked and hanging straight over her face. It looked as if she was carrying a very heavy burden inside her.
Arohi lifted her face; her eyes were red and swollen. She started crying, but no real sound came out. The crying was stuck in her chest-only small tears and forced breaths were coming out.
The pain was so old that it had dried up inside her, and suddenly a voice was heard:
"Open the gates... of the palace."
Hearing this, Arohi felt a slight jolt.
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