Chapter One Hundred and Ninety Three.

Shaurya paced the length of his office.

His jaw clenched and unclenched with every heavy breath.

His hands kept fidgeting—first tugging at the sleeves of his crisp shirt, then running through his already messy hair.

He felt it in his bones. In the back of his throat. In the way his entire chest h...

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