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𝟏𝟒 — 𝐇𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 ❧♡

My white Range Rover tore through the streets of Bangalore like a ghost trying to outrun itself. The city lights blurred gold, red, and blue, flickering past me like fragments of a world I wasn't part of anymore.

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