2. The birth of a curse

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The sky was weeping-miserably, angrily-as if mourning the cruel injustice that fate had inflicted upon them. Thunder cracked through the air like a scream from the heavens, and the wind howled with a fury that shook the world. The balcony doors banged repeatedly against the walls, flung open by the storm's wrath.Sumitra was lying lifeless on the wet floor. The heavy rain was continuously drenching her already soaked body.