Days turned worse.
One evening, Meera was returning home when she noticed a car following her.
Her heartbeat quickened.
The car came closer… then suddenly stopped in front of her.
Two men stepped out.
"Madam," one of them said with a smirk, "our boss wants to remind your husband… to think wisely."
Meera ran.
Her breath was uneven, her hands trembling.
She somehow reached home and locked the door.
When Arjun saw her in that condition, something inside him broke.
"They followed you?" his voice shook—not with fear, but rage.
Meera nodded, tears falling.
Arjun clenched his fists.
That night, he didn't sleep.
He sat in silence, staring into the darkness.
Just like years ago.
But this time, he wasn't a helpless boy.