49

As they stepped into the foyer of Mithran’s apartment, Chaahat felt completely drained. Physically and Emotionally.

The emotional turmoil of the day has been as unexpected as it has been shocking.

Today’s revelation felt like the curtains had been raised from decades long secrets, exposing a reality she had never imagined. The weight of those revelations now bore down on her shoulders, leaving her feeling utterly spent. Mithran walked beside her, his presence offering a faint glimmer of solace in the midst of her turmoil.

The apartment's foyer was dimly lit, the soft glow of a vintage chandelier casting delicate shadows on the walls.

Mithran gently guided Chaahat to a plush sofa, its deep maroon fabric providing a small measure of comfort. She sank into the cushions, her thoughts swirling like a tempestuous sea.

Mithran's concerned gaze lingered on her, his usual cheerful demeanour tinged with worry.