Vihaan's POV
The amber liquid swirled in my glass, a miniature storm trapped in crystal. I downed the rest of the bottle, but the burn in my throat couldn't touch the icy numbness spreading through my chest.
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The Shattered
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Vihaan's POV
The amber liquid swirled in my glass, a miniature storm trapped in crystal. I downed the rest of the bottle, but the burn in my throat couldn't touch the icy numbness spreading through my chest.
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