AVAYUKTA'S POV:

The key ground under my feet felt like a forgotten promise, firm and familiar, yet alien after weeks away. The old wooden door, a sentinel that usually stood guard, was ajar, a sliver of welcoming light , Of course, it would be open. Sanavika and Abhimanyu must have arrived already. Anaya, Arunima, and Arman would still be at college.