BEYOND WORDS

Sun, 04 Jan 2026 07:26:21 +0000

The first rays of sunlight slipped through the curtains, painting soft streaks across the room. Ananya stirred in her sleep, her head aching as if a small drumbeat was echoing inside. She rubbed her temples and slowly sat up on the bed, her hair in wild disarray and her eyes squinting against the morning light. The events of last night were hazy—her mind felt like fog—and she realized Devansh wasn’t beside her. A pang of curiosity—and slight unease—hit her chest.