In the dark night, the surrounding area was covered with thick fog. The trees and vines were resting peacefully, the raindrops that had just fallen on them began to fall. Five-thirty in the morning. Abhimanyu's car was standing in the parking lot, Raksha's bike was next to it. This time there was no such thing as a butterfly in Baba's abode. That gives you free time to talk. Moreover, this place is located on one side from the urban area. So this early in the morning there was only and only dark silence reigning here. Moreover, it is almost impossible to meet Raksha in a busy place, that's why Abhimanyu had chosen this place. 'We told the incident that happened last week, but her
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