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Chapter -1 Doctor... I don't want to sleep. Dr. Aman Mehta looked up from the medical file in front of him. I'm sorry? Neetu Sharma sat stiffly in the chair, her fingers tightly wrapped around the strap of her handbag. Dark circles framed her tired eyes, and despite the air-conditioned room, a thin layer of sweat glistened on her forehead. I don't want to sleep, she repeated.A faint frown appeared on the doctor's face. That's unusual. Most people come here because they can't sleep. I know. Then why don't you want to? For a moment, Neetu simply stared at the floor.When she finally spoke, her voice was barely above