Rudra pov
In the hallowed halls of the church, beneath the ethereal glow of stained glass windows, I, Rudra Singh, stood alongside my twin brother, Ansh. We were not mere groomsmen, but mafia leaders, bound by blood and a shared destiny.
Rudra pov
In the hallowed halls of the church, beneath the ethereal glow of stained glass windows, I, Rudra Singh, stood alongside my twin brother, Ansh. We were not mere groomsmen, but mafia leaders, bound by blood and a shared destiny.
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