Meera and Sameer had just moved into their ancestral home in a quiet village, seeking a break from the relentless pace of city life. The house was a sprawling structure of dark wood and whispers, left to Sameer by an uncle he barely remembered. While Sameer spent his days managing the estate’s neglected accounts, Meera found herself drawn to the one room that remained locked: the attic on the thirteenth floor of the house’s tower.
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