The next morning, the sky over Mumbai looked dull and smoky — much like Riaan’s mood. The silence in his penthouse had grown heavier these days. Prisha had noticed it, but she didn’t ask anymore. Every time she tried, his short answers shut the door between them a little tighter.

At the office, Riaan walked into Kapoor Enterprises with his usual commanding aura. The employees greeted him nervously. His mind was already flooded with numbers, meetings, and contracts. He liked control. He hated chaos. But that day, control was about to slip — not in business, but in emotion.