**Meanwhile**
**■ Hotel 'Himalaya Bliss' – Room of Riya, Baishali, Megha, and Sneha**
A tense excitement hung in the air.
Riya, Baishali, and Megha had suppressed smiles on their faces—they were convinced their trap had worked.
Just then, D.D. Sir walked down the hotel corridor and entered the room.
The moment they saw him, Riya, Baishali, and Megha became visibly thrilled.
D.D. Sir glanced around the room. His eyes landed on Sneha, and he walked straight toward her.
Seeing him approach like that, Sneha panicked.
As soon as he came close, she stood up with her head lowered.
In a low voice, D.D. Sir said—
"Sneha, come with me for a moment."
Sneha gave a startled flinch.
Riya, Megha, and Baishali could barely contain their delight.
Sneha quietly followed D.D. Sir out of the room.
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**■ 8:45 a.m. – D.D. Sir's Room (312), door locked from inside**
Sneha stood with her head bowed. Her heart pounded violently inside her chest. She was sweating even in the cool air.
D.D. Sir slowly walked to the table. Pointing to the letter and the set of lingerie placed beside the laptop, he said:
"Sneha, what exactly did you think? That you could write me such a letter… send these things… and get away with it?"
Sneha's face turned pale. Eyes wide, she stammered—
"Sir? I don't understand… what are you saying?"
D.D. Sir (shouting):
"Shut up! Don't act innocent in front of me! What you sent to my room last night… this bra-panty and this filthy love letter—did they just appear out of thin air?"
The moment Sneha looked up, it felt as though the sky had crashed down on her head.
Tears welled in her eyes. Choking back sobs, she said—
"Sir, I never… I didn't write anything! Why would I do something like this?"
D.D. Sir (trembling with rage):
"Quiet! I feel like you actually wanted this scandal! Now you've gathered the courage to send lingerie—tomorrow you'll come straight to my bed, won't you?!"
Sneha couldn't bear the humiliation any longer. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably.
D.D. Sir stepped closer. He advanced toward her.
D.D. Sir:
"Look at what's written here… 'Your touch makes me tremble' — is this your made-up language? Or do you really feel it?"
Sneha recoiled in horror and stepped back. She was shaking with fear.
Her throat went dry. Her chest heaved.
She realized this wasn't just humiliation—it was a deep conspiracy.
Sneha (trembling):
"No, Sir… I didn't write this… someone… someone did this in my name… I never…"
D.D. Sir suddenly paused.
Sneha (voice thick with tears):
"Sir, I didn't do anything. Someone is trying to frame me. Please… please believe me!"
D.D. Sir now spoke in an even more menacing tone—
"If you're truly innocent, then prove it. Who did this? How did they do it? Tell me—or I'll assume you wanted to give me these things yourself. Yesterday your dupatta flew off and landed right in front of me… was that also an act, tell me?"
The barrage of insults was more than Sneha could endure. She had never even imagined something like this in her worst nightmares.
Sneha stood silently with her head bowed. She knew her roommates were behind this—but she had no proof.
D.D. Sir (with a sharp rebuke):
"You're a fake, a liar, a greedy girl! I can see it—you wanted to be alone with me, that's why you kept falling behind on the mountain yesterday? So I would grab you and pull you up? Right?"
Sneha (sobbing):
"No, Sir… please believe me…"
D.D. Sir's voice dropped lower, laced with venom—
"What will happen if I send this letter to the school? The headmistress, the management, your guardians—everyone will know what kind of girl you are… then watch your school life, your future, your career… everything will be destroyed."
Sneha cried harder—
"No, Sir… please, no…"
D.D. Sir lowered his voice even more, but the words carried a clear, vile implication—
"I could make a huge issue out of this right now if I wanted. But if you want… you can convince me… in another way…"
He spoke in such a tone, and his eyes said even more.
Sneha wasn't surprised—there was no fear in her eyes now, only deep disgust.
In a shaking voice she said—
"Sir, if you are truly a teacher, these words don't suit you."
D.D. Sir looked slightly taken aback. Then he laughed—
"All this drama! You started all of this yourself! And now you're acting innocent! You wanted this, didn't you…?"
The moment those words left his mouth, Sneha felt that if she had never heard them, it would have been better for her.
Seeing D.D. Sir slowly advance toward her, Sneha panicked violently.
Tears streamed down her face.
But refusing to give in, Sneha ran from the room.
Seeing her flee, D.D. Sir became furious.
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Sneha ran straight to the dining hall, where she saw Anurag Sir serving food to all the girls.
When he noticed her, Anurag Sir gave her a gentle smile.
He walked over to her.
Anurag Sir (smiling warmly):
"Why haven't you sat down to eat yet? We're going to visit a very beautiful place today. Eat quickly."
But Sneha said nothing.
From the look on her face, she appeared deeply distressed.
The smile vanished from Anurag Sir's face.
He asked her softly—
"What happened?"
To be continued...