Night fell over the estate like a thick, heavy blanket.
In the master bedroom, two brass oil lamps flickered on carved teakwood stands, casting warm golden light and long, dancing shadows across the high ceilings. The air was thick with the scent of crushed marigolds, warm sandalwood oil, and the sharp, undeniable musk of three lives completely entangled in the same room.
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