Episode 1: The First Meeting Dhiya’s POV The cold morning air brushed against my face as I stepped out of the airport. The towering skyline of the U.S. stretched before me—so different from home, yet oddly welcoming. This was it. The prestigious international medical conference. A dream I had worked toward for years. My phone buzzed in my hand. Mom. "Mom, I’m fine," I reassured her, balancing my luggage while maneuvering through the crowd. "I know, sweetheart. But take care, alright? And don't skip meals!" I smiled. "Yes, Mom. I’ll be careful." "And Dhiya," my dad’s deep voice came through