The morning sun streamed through the curtains, but for Aarohi, the day had started on the wrong note. She sat on her bed, huffing in frustration. Veer had left for his office early in the morning, leaving her alone for the entire day. She stared at the empty room, her irritation growing with each passing moment. "How dare he leave me alone! Woh bhi poore din ke liye?" Aarohi muttered to herself, her cheeks puffing in anger.

Just then, Rudra padded into the room, his sharp eyes observing her restlessness. Aarohi turned to him, her voice filled with dramatic flair. "Dekha tumne, Rudra? Woh mujhe yahan akela chod kar chale gaye! Main yahan bore ho rahi hoon, aur unhe koi parvaah hi nahin!" She sighed heavily, dramatically throwing herself back against the pillows. Rudra tilted his head, clearly unimpressed by her theatrics. Aarohi groaned again, "Aur tum bhi kuch nahin karte, sirf ghoorte rehte ho!"