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Goa was cold when we got down. The cold wind hit me hard as I shamelessly walked with Riya out of the station to the waiting car. The guys were following me at a distance. They were murmuring among themselves. What did I get myself into again? It’s too late now. I cannot undo what I had let them do to me in the train. How much more damage could I do to myself. I looked at Riya. She was a bit sleepy. There was a minivan waiting to take us to our hotel. I put my bag in through the back door. I...