Pakhi placed her hand over her heart to calm her racing beats. Every single second was precious now. Advait could return at any moment.
She pulled out her suitcase—the one from her parents' house—from the closet and opened a hidden zip inside. From an old notebook kept within, she retrieved some stashed cash and shoved it into her jeans pocket. Slinging the bag over her shoulder, she tiptoed out of her room.
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