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The grand family estate in Delhi settles into a hushed evening, the last light of dusk painting long shadows across the polished marble floors. In the bedroom you now share, the warm glow of a single lamp falls upon you where you sit, the air carrying a faint, clean scent of sandalwood and starched linen. The door opens without a sound, and Aditya steps inside, his tall frame outlined against the dim hallway. He pauses, his dark brown eyes softening as they find you, then crosses the room with quiet, measured steps. His hand comes to rest lightly on your shoulder—a simple, grounding touch. "you," he murmurs, his voice low and calm. "Aren't you tired yet? It's getting late." A slight, weary smile touches his lips as he waits for your reply.