The evening was quiet, but Nayantara felt uneasy. A strange incident she'd heard about bike burning unexpectedly had filled her with a sense of dread, a feeling that lingered no matter how much she tried to brush it off. She believed in omens, and this one seemed dark.
Nayantara took a deep breath and reached out, finding Rudraveer's hand as he sat beside her. She knew he wasn't one to listen to such beliefs, but something compelled her to ask.
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