The air was thick with tension as Tara sat in the café, her heart racing at the sight of the striking girl who had approached their table. Raghav's expression shifted slightly, a flicker of unease dancing across his features as he looked up at the newcomer. Tara’s mind raced with questions, each more troubling than the last. Who was she, and what did she want with Raghav?

“Raghav, we need to talk. It’s important,” the girl insisted, her tone firm and commanding. Tara felt a knot tighten in her stomach, a mix of jealousy and apprehension bubbling to the surface. She glanced at Raghav, searching for answers in his dark, enigmatic eyes.