The night sky over Mumbai glittered with stars, but Meera Kapoor felt nothing but storm inside her heart. She stood at the balcony of the grand Rathore mansion , the cool breeze brushing against her skin, carrying whispers of a past she had tried to bury.

Her fingers trembled as she clutched the railing. ''Some scars never fade ..... kuch dard kabhi khatam nahi hote,'' she whispered to herself.

A voice, deep and dangerously familiar, sliced through the silence.

Aarav : ''still fighting your demons ,Meera or just waiting for me to join them ''

Her breath caught. She turned..... and there he was-Aarav Rathore. The man who had broken her. The man who still haunted her dreams.

Their eyes locked, thick with everything they never said.

But before she could answers, another voice cut in -

Kabir : ''She doesn't need your poison tonight, Aarav.''

Meera's eyes darted between them - Aarav's smirk, sharp and teasing, and Kabir's gaze, protective yet burning with emotions he never confessed.

for one fleeting moment, the night froze. three hearts tangled in one dangerous game - love, betrayal, and desires.

And Meera knew.... this was not the end. this was only beginning.