He reached his car, where the driver stood holding the door open. Agastya entered the car, and they swiftly departed from the scene.
Agastya sat inside his car, the girl's voice still echoing in his mind. It was as if her voice had captured him, providing a tranquility he had never experienced before. Normally perpetually in an angry mode, Agastya's face was uncharacteristically calm today.
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