The morning was not at all a happy one for either family. The news was spread like a fire last night and shook everyone. Although no other media houses were spreading the hate, questions were still being asked. The effect of the news was so sharp and heavy that no member was able to swallow even a drop of water down their throat. Despite the warm hues and aroma of morning lingering in the air, there was a chill of unease, silence, and grief surrounding them.

Sharma visited Rajawat’s mansion. The usual meeting, which had been filled with love and laughter, was now filled with tension. Maanvi looked pale and tired. Her eyes were dull and red, her face red with warmth, and the usual mischief and glow were missing. But despite all this, she greeted everyone with a small smile, breaking their hearts into pieces.