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4. Rituals

  • 31 Jul, 2025

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Meera was lost in sleep, tucked somewhere far from reality where shadows couldn't chase her and silence didn't sting. Her breath was steady, lashes resting like soft ink on her cheeks, and for a moment, she looked untouched by the chaos she carried.

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    "You know this is wrong." "Then stop looking at me like you want me to ruin you." I wrote a story about wanting him--about tangled sheets, locked doors, and a mouth that ruined me in the best way. He returned it with red ink and a warning: "Be careful. This fantasy is dangerous." But fantasies don't burn like this. They don’t watch me like I’m already undressed. And they sure as hell don’t whisper my name like it’s a sin and a prayer in the same breath.

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