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Samrudh stood inert, the body of his father was pale in front of him. Pranali choked and wailed in tears. "No, it's not true..." She kept murmuring as Shalini tried to calm her down - her buttercream saree no longer sparkled.

Sushant Chauhan was dead. His chest no longer rose and fell to breathe. The intimidating persona I sensed yesterday now faltered with stillness and it was a stillness once could never defeat.

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