Kavya couldn’t get the message out of her mind. The picture of her. Taken without her knowing. The threatening caption. Even after Aryan walked her outside the café, scanning the surroundings with sharp, suspicious eyes, her heart refused to settle. “Don’t worry,” Aryan said softly. “I won’t let anything happen to you.” His voice was protective in a way that both comforted her and made her chest tighten with something deeper, something she wasn’t ready to name. But it was there. Undeniable. Still, fear lingered. When they reached a corner, Aryan paused. “Let’s sit for a while,” he said. “You need to breathe.” She hesitated. “Aryan… what if they’re watching?” “Let them,” he murmured, jaw tightening. “I’m right here.” His confidence grounded her. She nodded. They walked to a sm

