Arun's POV
As I slowly stirred awake, the piercing ache in my head reminded me of the previous night's events, though they remained shrouded in a foggy haze. My eyes fluttered open to find myself disrobed, sprawled uncharacteristically across the bed. Glancing over, I saw her still nestled in sleep, her form cocooned beneath the blanket, an unusual sight that set off alarm bells in my mind.
My gaze drifted downward to the floor, where our discarded clothing lay in disarray, a silent testament to the night's activities. The memories were fragmented, disjointed, as if trying to piece together a puzzle with half of its pieces missing. We had attended a party, that much I remembered, but the rest was a blur of uncertainty.
Recollections of seeing Vignesh talking to her flashed through my mi
