Aarya woke up in a hospital.
White ceiling. Beeping machines. Smell of disinfectant.
Aryan sat beside her, eyes red from crying.
"You're awake."
"What happened?"
"You jumped from second floor. Broke your arm. Two ribs. Concussion. But you'll live."
"My mother?"
Aryan smiled. "She's here. Same hospital. Doctors say she's stable. They're trying to wake her up."
Aarya tried to sit up. Pain stopped her.
"Vikram?"
"Arrested. The file Meera gave us - it had everything. Police raided his office last night. Found proof of twelve murders. Karan's too. Both in custody."
"It's over?"
"It's just beginning. Trials. Media. Investigations. But yes, the killing is over."
Aarya lay back. Closed her eyes.
"Can I see her?"
