Author’s POV

"Why should I answer you...? Who are you, that I should answer you?"

Those intoxicating, dizzying words of Prabhat and his proximity had created such a stir in Kanushi's (Kanu's) heart that she had never felt before. The distance between the two had almost vanished, and Kanu's eyes were fixed on Prabhat's lips. But before Prabhat could say anything else or that delicate, unspoken emotion between them could take any shape, Prabhat's eyes grew heavy and he suddenly rolled onto Kanu's shoulder and fainted.

The intoxication of alcohol had completely overpowered his brain.

Kanu's rapid breathing slowly returned to normal. With her trembling hands, she laid Prabhat properly on the bed. Her cheeks were still red, but just then Prabhat's incomplete sentence echoed in her mind—"Such a big disaster is coming for Phool... the marriage will be ruined..." "What exactly was he saying?" Kanu muttered to herself. Her gaze fell on his phone peeking out from the pocket of Prabhat's pants. Without thinking, Kanu took out that phone. The screen was locked. Kanu guessed and opened the lock with Prabhat's fingerprint. The phone opened.

Kanu quickly started scouring Prabhat's messages so that she could find out what danger lay upon Bhabhi Sa. But just then her gaze fell on a chat. It was the chat of that same 'social media friend' of Prabhat. As soon as Kanu read those messages, the grip of her hands loosened. Something was written on the screen—some such pictures and love-filled messages—that ruthlessly crushed that new, tender feeling growing in Kanu's chest.