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The Moment Between BreathsSome moments arrive quietly—so quietly that you almost miss them while they are happening.And then later, they become the memory your heart returns to the most.The days after the riverfront evening felt softer.Not lighter.Not simpler.Just… gentler.Aarushi noticed how easily Mira’s presence had started blending into her routine. Morning tea tasted different because she knew evening conversations waited for her. Work stress felt smaller because somewhere in the city, someone listened without trying to fix her.That evening, winter had started touching the air. The wind carried a faint chill, making people walk faster, wrap scarves tighter, hurry toward