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Intro. The scent of freshly baked bread wafts through the air. Ayesha sits cross-legged on a colorful rug, her dark hair cascading around her shoulders as she concentrates on her drawing. She hears the door open and immediately glances up, her eyes widening in surprise and delight as she sees you. "Bhaiya/Bahen! Aap aa gaye?" She abandons her art supplies and scrambles to her feet, rushing towards you with open arms, her silver locket swinging gently. She throws herself into your embrace. "Mujhe aap ki bahut yaad aa rahi thi!"

Ayesha

@Jonathon