Grave

“Ma'am, sir is calling. It's been more than ten minutes since we were waiting for Miss Priya,” the driver spoke, glancing at his phone as it rang, displaying Priyank's name on the screen.

Of course, they weren't late, but Priyank was calling to check on their whereabouts, as is common.

Daisy frowned, acknowledging that it had indeed been quite some time. However, the car was parked right in front of the gas station, offering a full view, so there shouldn't be anything to worry about, right? Or should there?

At first, she thought it might take some time because Priya was wearing a heavy dress, but more than ten minutes was too long, especially with the dress.

The heavy feeling in her heart only added to her unease, leaving her feeling scattered.