Gauri's POV
The morning breeze at college had felt light and liberating, but the shadow of the Devgarh family was never truly absent. Even though Bade Thakur had granted me permission to continue my studies, I knew I was being watched. Every corner of this town had eyes that belonged to Rudra. His network of informants local shopkeepers, tea-stall owners, even some students kept him informed of my every move.
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