Chapter 23

The next morning, Vikram was in his room, preparing for another day at the office. As he fastened the buttons of his shirt, his eyes drifted to the watch Tara had given him. It was simple, understated, but somehow it felt significant in his hand. He turned it over, letting his thumb trace along the metal surface, knowing this wasn’t just any watch—it was something she held dear. This wasn’t just a piece of jewelry; it was a memory, a piece of her heart. Her late father’s watch, given to him. It was as if she was slowly placing her trust and perhaps a bit of her past into his hands.