Amber's days had become a haze of anticipation and restraint. Raj's watchful eyes made off-campus meetings impossible, but Kabir found ways. A "group study session" in a reserved library conference room. A "guest lecture prep" in an empty seminar hall. Always with guards outside, but doors locked from within.
Tonight was one such session. A small, private study room on the top floor of the academy library, booked under his name for "thesis advising." The guards waited in the hall. Raj among them, suspicion etched deeper in his face.
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