Long pause. Then: “Mira Sharma will co-direct. With Rohan.”
And for the first time, nobody said Girls will be girls.
“Then why do you keep silencing us?”
“You did it,” Kavya whispered.
“Same handwriting as last month’s graffiti on the girls’ bathroom,” Mira said, jaw tightening.
That night, Mira didn’t sleep. She wrote. Not a complaint—a manifesto. The Sisterhood of the Stage. By morning, forty-two girls had signed it.
After the final bow, Kavya hugged Mira so hard her ribs creaked.
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