India.
It was 7:15 in the evening.
The moment Agastya and Kainat’s airplane touched down in India, the wheels skidding softly against the runway, Kainat’s eyes were squeezed shut, but Agastya’s gaze stayed fixed on her the entire time.
A little distance away, Vireya was practically vibrating with excitement—after years, she was finally back in India… finally going to meet her mother… finally going to stay with her.
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