The next morning—
Aarav arrived at Ananya's apartment.
He didn't wait this time.
"Something's wrong," he said immediately.
Ananya frowned.
"What do you mean?"
"Raghav is back."
Her face went pale.
"No…"
"He knows about you," Aarav continued."And Ayaan."
Silence.
Fear slowly crept into her eyes.
"What does he want now?" she whispered.
Aarav's voice hardened.
"Everything."
As if on cue—
Her phone rang.
Unknown number.
She hesitated.
Then answered.
"Hello?"
A familiar voice echoed.
"Missed me?"
Ananya's hand trembled.
"Raghav…"
Aarav's expression turned deadly.
On the other end, Raghav laughed softly.
"Six years… and you still sound the same."
"What do you want?" she asked, trying to stay calm.
"You," he said simply.
"And maybe… a little revenge."
The call ended.
The room fell into silence.
Heavy.
Terrifying.