Author's POV
There was palpable excitement in the air at Thakur’s mansion. Sunlight streamed through the grand windows, casting a golden hue over the marbled floors. While the morning set in blissfully, there seemed to be an underlying tension within the walls of the house. Servants moved hurriedly and dashed around in search of things, ensuring everything was perfect. The atmosphere wasn’t one of excitement. It was of careful preparation as if they were bracing themselves for a storm.
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