Chandni slowly opened her eyes. At this moment, her head was throbbing with pain, as if it would burst. She felt as though someone was pounding her head with a hammer. She placed her hand on her head and looked around. She was still in the bedroom, and it was already morning. She couldn’t remember anything properly; the last thing she recalled was Armaan saying something, and then everything went black. She remembered nothing after that. Chandni glanced at the wall clock; it was 7:00 in the morning.
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