Saavan lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling. Suddenly, a terrifying laugh curled his lips. "
What's this joke? I go into a coma, wake up, and go back into a coma... three times! Am I still in that hospital bed? Or is this world a prison?" he looked at his hands. The more he became confused, the more cruel he became. He needed answers now, and the path to them lay through Komal.
When Aryan arrived at the office in the morning, he saw Komal already at her desk. There was a strange emptiness on her face.
"Are you early today?" Aryan asked.
Komal, without looking at him, replied mechanically, "
Yes, there was some work."
Her expression was dead. She was acting like a robot or a living statue, not like a human being. Aryan offered to help,
Can I lend a hand?
" Komal simply shook her head and declined, engrossed in her files again.
Just then Rahul entered the office. He called out to Komal, but Komal didn't respond. Rahul sat back in his seat, irritated.
Just then Tanya came up to him. The two began to exchange sweet words again. Aryan was watching this from his desk. He was enjoying it. "Now the real fun begins," he mused.
Aryan got up and deliberately went towards Rahul's desk. "Rahul Bhai, please explain this to me?"
Aryan's heavy voice pierced Rahul's ears. Rahul was furious. "
This junior is back! Why is he so restless?"
Aryan stood there. Just then, Komal paused for a couple of minutes, looked at Aryan and Rahul strangely, then went back to work like a robot.
Aryan now made a dangerous move. While Tanya and Rahul were talking, Aryan passed between them and pushed so deftly that Rahul's hand suddenly landed on Tanya's waist.
The entire office froze for a moment. Tanya was shocked, Rahul sweat dropped. Both exchanged surprised glances. Aryan quickly left, a triumphant smile on his face. This action created a strange tension between Rahul and Tanya, but also a new closeness.
To lighten the mood, Tanya asked Rahul,
"Come on, do you want some coffee?"
Rahul looked nervously at Komal and, as a formality, asked, "Komal, do you want to come for coffee too?"
Komal didn't look up from her file. Her reply was short and cold: "No."
Aryan stood at a distance, watching all this. He understood that Komal was breaking down.