The airport lobby was packed, the atmosphere buzzing with the holiday rush.
Arohi stood at the service desk, trying for the third time to find a flight back to London.
“I’m sorry, ma’am,” the attendant said politely. “There are no available seats for another week. It’s the peak holiday season.”
Arohi sighed and thanked her before stepping aside. She immediately began scanning hotel apps, calling nearby resorts — but every place within a 50-mile radius was either overbooked or charging an absurd last-minute rate.
It was as if the universe itself was determined to keep her here.
Back at the lobby, Ahan was sitting beside Ishaan, cheerfully swinging his legs and munching on a cookie.
Ishaan watched Arohi with concern from afar, noticing the frustration in her body language.
When she re
