The first rays of dawn slipped into their modest room, painting soft lines across the mat where Sophie and Rohan lay. Sophie stirred awake, stretching her arms before rising. Her routine was always the same: boil water, prepare a small breakfast, and ready herself for another long day at the tailoring shop.
As she tied her scarf, she turned to Rohan, who was still pretending to sleep. She smiled gently and nudged him.
“Wake up, sleepyhead. Don’t forget to tidy the room after I leave.”
Rohan grunted playfully, rubbing his eyes. “Yes, madam,” he teased, earning a small laugh from Sophie.
She bent down to kiss his cheek lightly. “I’ll see you in the evening. Be good.”
And just like that, she was gone, the door closing softly behind her.
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Rohan’s Secret Plan
As soon as Sophie disapp
