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Simri didn’t pull her hand away.Not immediately.Her fingers stayed locked in Arjun’s warm grip, even while that other invisible hold tightened around her wrist like a silent warning, and for a moment she felt completely trapped between two different realities—one she could see, touch, understand… and another that refused to disappear no matter how hard she tried to ignore it. Her breathing grew uneven, her chest rising and falling faster than normal, and Arjun noticed it almost instantly.“Simri,” he said softly, stopping in the middle of the road, turning toward her, concern written all over his face, “you’re really not