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Around twelve at night, Vanshika lazily reached out for her phone, still half-stretched from her late morning nap. She tapped the screen, expecting her glittery wallpaper and the pile of unread notifications that usually greeted her. But the moment the screen lit up, her face scrunched in confusion.

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