Episode 62 – “The Shift”
(Neha’s POV) Something is bothering me. And I don’t know what it is. All evening, Veer’s eyes haunted me—not for their rage or coldness, but for what I couldn’t decipher inside them. Sympathy? Guilt? Care? No, that couldn’t be possible. Not from him. But it was there, like a shadow behind a curtain. Unspoken. Unexpected. Unsettling. When the world grows too loud inside me, there’s only one place I go now— Mary. The only kind soul in this house of cruelty. I walked through the quiet corridors toward her small room tucked at the back of the west wing. Her door was slightly ajar, golden light flickering from a tiny table lamp. I knocked softly. She looked up from her stitching and smiled, her face gentle as moonlight. “Come in, child.” I stepped inside, hesitated. My hands were
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