The entire ride back home was shrouded in an uncomfortable silence. Neither Alex nor Anjali dared to break it; unspoken words hung heavy. Alex held her hand tightly, his grip possessive yet gentle, as if trying to offer comfort without uttering a single word."I’ll make something for you," he announced quietly, his voice barely breaking through the stillness."I'm not hungry; I'm just tired," Anjali replied, her words a thin veil over the truth as she turned away and went to her room. Once inside, she collapsed onto her bed, the softness of the sheets doing little to ease the turmoil in her heart. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she wept silently, the silent sobs echoing the pain she felt inside. Meanwhile, Alex, sensing the emotional storm brewing within her, knew there was a way to reach her. Resolute, he decided he would talk to her in the morning and began to mentally plan how to create a brighter day for them both.Later that night, when he slipped into the room, he found Anja
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