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... of the cab, watching the streets pass with familiar stillness, his mind already at the doorsteps of home.
It had only been a few days—but everything felt different now. Sharper. Deeper.
The cab pulled into the quiet lane, and as he stepped out, the porch light was already glowing. A soft invitation.
Inside, the air smelled of warm spices and fresh herbs. His mother was at the dining table, setting down a bowl of stew, her movements precise but hurried—like she couldn’t ke ...
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