That evening, as the sun began its descent, Ishita found herself walking towards the park where Arjun had last seen Preethi. The air was crisp, filled with the faint scent of blooming flowers and damp earth. As she stepped onto the pathway lined with benches, her eyes scanned the area, searching for a familiar face. She had never met Preethi in person before, but she imagined she would recognize her if she saw her.

Arjun followed closely behind, his hands shoved into his pockets, his expression tense. He hadn’t expected Ishita to take the initiative to find Preethi, but once she had made up her mind, there was no stopping her.