[color=f49ac2][center][h2]Aaranya Singh[/h2][/center][/color]

Danielle had... wanted to help?

[color=f49ac2]"How could you help?"[/color] Aaranya responded. [color=f49ac2]"I was going..."[/color]

The woman had to take a centering breath before continuing.

[color=f49ac2]"I was going to die. There's no way to help with that."[/color]

There was a long pause. Her feelings about Danielle's confessions were coffee. A sprinkle of longing sugar stirred in a bitter cup, enough to just taste the sweet before it dissolved into darkness.

Aaranya didn't like coffee. A plain glass of water would be a nice change of pace.

[color=f49ac2]"I guess I'm alive now, though,"[/color] Aaranya slowly continued. [color=f49ac2]"Maybe you can help figure out what to do next. If there is a next."[/color]

"Tea will be ready in a couple minutes," Kabir declared as he walked back into the main room. He gently handed Aaranya a bowl of oatmeal with blackberries and cream. The woman immediately started gobbling down the meal. The oatmeal felt a little less warm than expected... it seemed Kabir had prepared for the possibility of Aaranya cramming it in with reckless abandon.

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