Part 1
CHAPTER -
Ishita caught Aanya by the arm just as she was about to slip past her.
"Come with me," Ishita said, her voice low but firm, a desperate plea hidden beneath her commanding tone.
Aanya avoided her gaze, pulling her arm free with a sharp jerk.
"I don't want to talk, Ishi," she muttered, stepping back.
But Ishita wasn’t one to give up so easily. She reached for her again, her fingers trembling slightly, not from anger but from the deep fear clawing inside her chest.
"Why are you running away?" she demanded, almost forcing Aanya to stay.
Yet Aanya, head held high, eyes burning with unshed tears, shook her head with a stubborn finality.
"No, Ishi. Please... just let it be."
Before the tension could break into something uglier, Meera, with her motherly intuition, appe
