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The evening brought the cycle back. By 8:00 PM, the house was loud again. The TV played a reality dance show at full volume. Rohan was on his laptop in one corner. Anjali was fighting with her grandmother on the phone about why she didn’t want to study engineering. Aarav was doing his homework on the dining table while simultaneously watching a cricket highlight reel on his phone. "Why is it in the fridge

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