After four months, Shreya’s life had settled into a rhythm that was both new and surprisingly comfortable. Living with Kabir had transformed into something steadily good—far better than she had dared hope. Though the shadows of that harrowing week still haunted her, Kabir had made numerous efforts to make amends. His temper still flared unpredictably at times, but Shreya had learned to navigate around it, often diverting moments that might ignite his anger.
Their home was no longer the imposing penthouse of old but a sprawling bungalow nestled in an oasis of greenery. The house, modest in its exterior, was surrounded by a breathtaking garden filled with a vibrant variety of flowers, their sweet fragrances mingling in the warm breeze. Inside, the blend of modern design and timeless eleganc
