NITYA

The soft hum of the car engine was the only sound that filled the silence as I drove through the dimly lit streets. My mind was a whirlwind of thoughts, each one pulling me deeper into the turmoil I had been suppressing for so long. The weight of yesterday's events still clung to me, refusing to let go. Mrs. Shekhawat... my heart ached for her. I knew she must be suffering, drowning in a pain I couldn't even begin to comprehend. I wanted to be there for her, to offer some solace in her sorrow, but before that, there was something I needed to do. Something I had been running away from for far too long.