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Aatreya father of gowthami
As Nand meticulously searched the room, his flashlight beam caught a glint of something near the chains. He bent down and picked up a small, tarnished locket. The object seemed out of place amidst the blood and grime, a lone relic of personal significance in a chamber of horrors.
Nand whispered urgently, "I found something." Nand brought the locket over to Rudra, who took it with a furrowed brow. As Rudra examined the locket, his expression changed. His eyes widened, and a mix of shock and sorrow played across his face. He opened the locket to reveal a tiny, worn photograph inside. His breath caught in his throat, and tears welled up in his eyes. "This... this was Aatreya's," Rudra said, his voice breaking. He turned the locket over in his hands, lost in the memories it stirred. "It was a gift from sakhi to her father." Nand's eyes widened in realization. "Aatreya? You mean sakhi father? He’s still alive?" RuRelated chapters
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