The early morning sun seeped through the curtains of the sprawling mansion, casting its golden glow on the polished wooden floors. Kiara sat at the edge of the bed, her delicate fingers tightening the sash of her silk robe as she glanced at the clock. Her mind was a whirl of thoughts, most of them centered around Reyansh, the man who had forced her into this loveless marriage.
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