Kumud rested her hands on the window’s edge, her gaze fixed on the world outside. The sudden downpour had cut their outing short, forcing them to return to the farmhouse earlier than planned. The earthy aroma of wet mud wrapped around her, and she closed her eyes for a moment, letting the cool breeze and the rhythmic patter of raindrops against the roof and ground soothe her senses.
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