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“And it’s for Shaurya,” Natasha continued, her throat tightening. “He read the first draft when it was nothing but a broken compass and a stubborn heart. He told me that a story doesn’t have to be safe to be loved. He was right.”

Shaurya looked down at his shoes, then back up. The smallest smile. The kind that forgives and lets go. natasha rajeshwari shaurya

Natasha looked at her mother. At her friend. At the names she carried, and the ones she had chosen. “And it’s for Shaurya,” Natasha continued, her throat