Breakdown
Aayush walked into his house, his eyes scanning the room for his father. He spotted him sitting in the living room, his face a mask of stern disapproval. Aayush's heart sank, and he quickly made his way to his bedroom, avoiding eye contact with his father. At dinner time, the tension between them was palpable. Aayush sat down at the table, his eyes fixed on his plate, afraid to meet his father's gaze. His father, however, seemed determined to break the silence. "Where did you come from, after me?" his father asked, his voice low and menacing. Aayush hesitated, his heart racing. "Nearby," he replied, his voice barely above a whisper. His father's eyes narrowed. "Didn't you meet anyone?" he asked, his tone dripping with suspicion. Aayush's eyes darted up, confusion etched on his face. "
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