As the night deepened, the Shahidi estate was cloaked in a blanket of darkness that seemed to swallow everything in its path. Raavi, burdened by the weight of the day's chaotic events, navigated the dimly lit chambers with a heavy heart. Each step felt like a struggle against the relentless pull of her emotions, threatening to unravel her fragile composure at any moment.
Finally reaching the sanctuary of her bathroom, Raavi released a long, weary sigh as she closed the door behind her, shutting out the world beyond. With trembling fingers, she began to peel away the layers of clothing that had bound her to the suffocating expectations of society. Each garment fell to the floor with a soft whisper, a tangible reminder of the roles she was expected to play.
The memory of Elijah's touch lin
