A Dive Into The Past

FLASHBACK

Sejal's breaths were ragged, her heart pounding in her chest as she searched the house frantically. Her sandals clicked against the marble floors, her saree pleats swayed violently with her hurried steps, but she didn't care. She needed to find him.

Something wasn't right.

She had felt it the moment she saw Sarvagya's expression earlier. It wasn't just anger—it was resolve. A dangerous, unshakable resolve that sent chills down her spine.

Her pulse quickened as she reached the end of the corridor and came to an abrupt stop.

Sarvagya's room.

She could hear muffled noises from inside.

Sejal exhaled sharply, relief flooding her chest. There he was. The very person she had been chasing all over the house.

Without hesitation, she pushed open the door.

And froze.