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“I didn’t expect that,” she said, brushing a stray lock of hair behind her ear. “I mean, the dance.”Raghav chuckled softly. “Neither did I. It’s not often I find myself swept away in a moment. It’s refreshing.”They exchanged a glance, a silent agreement forming. The tension between them was electric, each aware of the burgeoning connection that could lead to something profound—or perilous.“What is it about the Ameerzada that intrigues you so much?” Raghav asked, steering the conversation back to the topic at hand, a slight curiosity sparking in his eyes.Deepika took a deep breath, her journalist instincts kicking in.