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They spent the next hour lost in their own world—not the one on their screens, but the one they had built together. It was a scene of comfortable, everyday intimacy: the way Arjun’s feet always managed to find hers under the duvet, and the way Priya absentmindedly twisted her wedding ring while describing a dream she’d had.

Arjun was propped up against the pillows, scrolling through his phone, when he let out a sudden, loud laugh. He turned the screen toward Priya: a video of a "Desi Dad" trying to figure out how to use a VR headset. "This is going to be us in thirty years," Arjun chuckled.

The afternoon sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains of their Mumbai apartment, casting a warm, golden glow over Arjun and Priya as they shared a rare, quiet moment in bed.

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