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Preethi's POV

“Preethi.” I heard a voice call for me. I stirred under the covers, turning my head away from the sound.

“Preethi”

“Mm!” I groaned in protest.

Whoever is waking me up this early, better prepare themselves to be attacked.

“Preethi come on. You have to get up.” The person argued. I didn't respond and I was about to fall back asleep when I felt covers being ripped off of me