Jealousy
Namaste, didi!" Anjali said, her eyes gleaming with excitement as she stepped off the train. Her older sister, Neha, couldn't help but feel a twinge of annoyance at the term of endearment. "Don't call me that," she replied curtly, grabbing her luggage. "It's Neha." The two sisters had not seen each other in years. Anjali had moved to the city...
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