AUTHOR'S POV
Sir, Amay called, placing his hand firmly on Manish’s shoulder, jolting him out of his frozen state. Manish’s jaw was clenched tight, sweat beading at his temple, veins throbbing painfully as anger coursed through him.

AUTHOR'S POV
Sir, Amay called, placing his hand firmly on Manish’s shoulder, jolting him out of his frozen state. Manish’s jaw was clenched tight, sweat beading at his temple, veins throbbing painfully as anger coursed through him.

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