Myra hadn't planned on staying.
But as Arjun stretched out on the couch, looking more exhausted than she'd ever seen him, she knew she wasn't going anywhere.
She shifted in the armchair across from him, hugging her knees to her chest. "You should actually sleep, you know."
Arjun cracked one eye open. "You say that like I don't already know."
She rolled her eyes. "Then why aren't you?"
He sighed, closing his eyes again. "Because my brain's a mess."
For a moment, Myra just watched him. This wasn't the Arjun Khanna she knew—the one who always had a comeback, a smirk, an endless supply of arrogance. This was someone else. Someone who looked tired of pretending.
Without thinking, she asked, "Do you want to talk about it?"
Arjun let out a low chuckle. "Since when do you want to talk to m
