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Adhira was sitting on the wooden chair in the garden. She had been sitting there and staring at the endless unlatched sky for quite some time. The evening sun gave a warm orange tinge to the sky. The perfect blend of different shades of blue and yellow and orange enhanced the beauty of the sky. The peachy hue near the horizon looked serene and too beautiful to be true.
There was a glass of water beside her and her right hand held the plate full of food. It was her breakfast plus lunch
