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Chapter 1: Stranger
          The moon cast a silver glow over the Kolkata bridge, illuminating the jagged edges of the injury on ML's hand. He grimaced, gripping the railing tightly, the night air thick with the scent of the Hooghly River. Just then, FL approached, her eyes wide with concern.
          
          “What happened?” she asked, her voice gentle yet insistent.
          
          “I’m fine,” ML replied tersely, attempting to dismiss her.
          
          But FL wasn’t deterred. She stepped closer, her determination evident. “You need help. Let me see.”
          
          Reluctantly, he showed her the cut, a painful reminder of a confrontation earlier that evening. FL took a deep breath, her hands steady as she pulled out a small first-aid kit from her bag.
          
          “I can’t accept this,” he insisted, but she began cleaning the wound, her touch surprisingly soothing.
          
          “Just let me help,” she said softly, her gaze meeting his.
          
          In that moment, the weight of his pride melted away, leaving room for something new—an unspoken connection forged under the watchful eyes of the night.
          
          Chapter 2: Three Years Later
          Three years had passed since that fateful night on the bridge. FL now stood behind the counter of a bustling café, her baby boy cradled against her hip. The vibrant energy of Kolkata surrounded her, but her heart often drifted back to that stranger who had changed her life.
          
          As she served coffee and pastries to patrons, the laughter of her son brought her joy. Every day was a challenge, balancing work and motherhood, yet she wore her struggles like a badge of honor.
          
          Her mind wandered to ML—what had become of him? Did he think of her? She pushed the thought aside, focusing instead on the warmth of her son’s tiny hand grasping hers, the bond that now defined her life.
          
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