Episode 68 : "In Small Ways"
(Neha’s POV) It's been days after recovery. Things had changed. Not in loud, obvious ways. But quietly. Almost like the wind had changed direction—and I hadn’t noticed until my hair moved with it. --- He didn’t speak much. But Mary came to my room on time every morning—with fresh juice and light meals. The kind of things I didn’t even know my body craved until they arrived without asking. The instructions were his. I never heard them. But I knew. --- I hadn’t seen his anger in days. And when I passed him in the hall or caught him near the garden… he didn’t look away or glare. He simply looked. Sometimes just for a second longer than needed. It made me… unsettled. Not in fear. In confusion. --- I didn’t know what it was. Maybe it was the way he always made sure my tray
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