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ADITI SHEKHAWAT

Age: Twenty Two

(Flashback from a few months later she woke up from coma and right before going back to her biological father's house)

I blinked my eyes slowly, licking my dry lips. The lip balm I put on earlier must've washed away after I drank water and had those bitter medicines. My eyes are pinned to the leaves rolling on the ground because of the cold breeze. The street light falling on it made it shine. Three weeks since I woke up, since I realised that this life is useless—I should have died already. My parents should have let me go then but they didn't. They held on to me as if my pathetic life mattered to them.