closer. But he didn’t react the way she expected. He snapped, Aaravika. Grabbed her throat, almost strangled her to death. Grandpa was the only one who saved her, and since then, she’s never dared to push him that far again. She still tries, but…”

Aaravika’s stomach churned as she watched Lavanya lower her hand, her boldness faltering as she met Vayran’s cold, unyielding gaze. He didn’t have to say a word—his silence was louder than any warning.

“You’re still the same,” Lavanya whispered, bitterness dripping from her words. “You can’t stand to be touched, can you? Not even by me.”

Vayran’s jaw tightened, and for a moment, Aaravika thought he might explode. But instead, he took a step forward, his towering presence making Lavanya shrink back slightly.

“Remember this, Lavanya,” he said, his voice low and deadly. “You cross that line again, and there won’t be anyone to stop me next time.”

Lavanya flinched, her face paling as she took a shaky step back. The room had gone deathly silent, all eyes on the confrontation. Their grandfather cleared his throat, his voice breaking the tension.

“That’s enough,” he said firmly, his gaze flicking between Vayran and Lavanya.

Lavanya turned sharply on her heel and walked away, her movements stiff and hurried. Aaravika noticed how her hand trembled as she reached for a glass of water, her composure visibly shaken.

When Aaravika glanced back at Vayran, she saw a storm brewing in his eyes. He turned to her, his expression unreadable.

“Let’s go,” he said curtly, his tone leaving no room for argument.

Aaravika followed him silently, her mind racing with everything she had just witnessed. Lavanya’s obsession, Vayran’s fury, the weight of their shared history—it was all too much to process.

But one thing was clear: Vayran was dangerous. And Aaravika was only beginning to understand just how deep that danger ran.

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