Shlok's POVFlashback. She asked me about the dress, but I didn't know what to say. She looked beautiful, gorgeous, like a fairy... but maintained a composed demeanor.Setting a bottle of aged white wine on the table, I remarked about our unexpected attire for dinner. Taking her hand, I brought it to my lips before pulling out a chair for her. She looked nervous. I served the meal she had prepared, smiling at the sight of aamras, a gesture that brought warmth to the moment.As we dined, I offered her wine, which she declined. We were enjoying the meal and even trying the aamras upon her insistence, nodding in approval.I was very aware of her wearing that elegant and classic dress, it accentuated her toned body. I teased her about the possibility of the dress belonging to the ghost and his beloved, causing a momentary shiver of fear from her before my laughter filled the room.Assuring her that I would protect me, I acknowledged that her decision to wear the dress was risky, and I
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