Aarvanshi steps into Harshvardhan’s room, her face full of anger. The room is dark and cold, just like him. She doesn’t look around, her mind too filled with rage. Without thinking, she pulls off the varmala from her neck and throws it on the ground. The flowers scatter everywhere. Harshvardhan watches her but doesn’t react, only rolling his eyes. He is already tired of everything that happened today.

She sits on the floor, gripping her phone tightly. Her fingers move fast as she checks her messages, hoping to see something from Jay. But there is nothing. Not even one message. Not even an apology. Her hands shake, her breathing becomes heavy, and her eyes fill with frustration. She stares at the empty screen, waiting, but nothing changes.