Part 1
The mansion felt heavier that morning. As if the very air had picked up on the tension simmering beneath its walls.
Rivaan leaned back in his chair, one hand casually resting on the armrest as his sharp eyes watched Kohina approach with a tray.
"Ah, Bhabhi ji," he drawled lazily, a smirk tugging at his lips. "What a surprise. Bed tea, is it?"
Kohina’s hands tightened slightly on the tray, but she kept her face composed. "Just thought you’d like to start your day right."
Rivaan chuckled, tilting his head. "How considerate. Though, I wonder did you also cook breakfast? Or did someone… invite you to grace us this early?"
Kohina stiffened for just a fraction of a second before forcing a smile. "Why does it matter?"
"Because," Rivaan said, leaning forward, his gaze unwavering, "n
