When she comes home—feet aching, makeup smudged, the city’s lights flickering outside her window—there’s a different kind of loneliness waiting. The kind that settles in when you’ve played a role so well, you’re not sure who’s left when the curtain falls. Still, she moves through it. She lights a candle. Drinks tea. Writes in a notebook she never shows anyone. On those pages, she is n... https://in.tottaa.com/call-girls/uttar-pradesh/noida