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The Night Her Voice Felt Like HomeSome nights don’t let you sleep.Not because of noise—but because of everything left unsaid.Mira lay on her bed, staring at the ceiling.The city outside was quieter now. Occasional cars passed. Distant voices faded into the night. The unfamiliar space around her felt larger after dark—like the walls had moved further away.She turned to her side.Her phone lit up the room faintly.No new messages.But her mind kept returning to one thought—Aarushi.Across the city, Aarushi sat by her window, knees pulled close, chin resting lightly against them. The night air slipped through the slightly open window,