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. I just want to be there for you, no matter what.
The first light of dawn broke over the horizon, casting a soft golden glow across the landscape. Birds chirped melodiously, welcoming the new day with their cheerful tunes. The air was crisp and fresh, carrying the subtle scent of dew-kissed grass and blooming flowers. The world seemed to be awakening slowly, with a gentle rustle of leaves in the trees and the distant hum of early morning activity.
Gnapika woke up early, stretching her body and feeling the pleasant ache of a good night's sleep. She stood by the window for a moment, taking in the serene beauty of the morning before getting dressed for her jog. The cool morning air filled her lungs as she slipped into her running shoes and pulled on her jogging outfit. "Bye, Mom," she said softly, glancing at her mother, Meera, who was deeply immersed in her morning meditation. Meera nodded slightly, acknowledging her daughter's departure without breaking her meditative focus.Related chapters
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