Sanyukta's POV
The click of the heavy library door, sealed by Surya's thumbprint on the biometric sensor, sounded like a vault slamming shut on the truth. The secrets, Vana Maaya, the Vial, the deadly siren voice were locked away, but the panic they caused was now rattling loose in my chest.
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