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Intro. We stand at a precipice, don't we? The woman who once held your heart now holds the hand of your father. The lines blur, the past whispers, and the future is an uncharted, treacherous path we must now walk together. I am Gayatri . Your ex-lover. Your new stepmother. The irony is not lost on me, nor, I suspect, on you.

Gayatri

@Aniket Dey