UNWRITTEN CHAPTERS OF FATE

Mon, 31 Mar 2025 16:40:46 +0000

I leaned back against the plush leather seat of his car, the soft hum of the engine filling the silence. His long meeting with the foreign clients had finally ended, and I  was now speeding towards Rathore Haveli. The cool night breeze flowed in through the slightly rolled-down window, but my sharp gaze lingered on the books and the small personal diary resting beside him. My fingers tapped on the steering wheel as he debated whether to open it or not.