Kolkata, India 2:30 am His phone buzzed loudly, forcing him up from the bed. He groaned and picked it up from his bedside table. It showed Unknown Number. He swore he would kill the caller if it turned out to be something unimportant before picking the call and holding the phone close to his left ear, still sitting lazily on the bed. “Who is it?”, he asked, controlling his inner fury. It was damned two thirty am. “We have found her!”, came the reply. Suddenly he sat up ramrod straight, all his anger, frustration going out of the window as he gulped down the lump that had gathered in his throat. He couldn’t believe his ears. His life was going to change forever. After six long years of searching, they had finally tracked her down. “At last!”, he sighed, “Where are you? I am coming in fifteen minutes.” The billionaire, the man who had everything he wanted merely a finger away, had lost the love of his life six years ago and now that he had found her there were going to be so many horrible revelations. Revelations of dark secrets that were best left uncovered. After all, the worst still awaits, When you think that everything is over.