The Old Mansion---The storm had not ceased. Outside, thunder rolled like an angry beast, but inside the mansion, silence had its own voice—heavier, darker, and far more terrifying.Meera stood in front of the tall mirror where the ghostly reflection of another her had appeared. The face was gone now, leaving only her trembling reflection staring back at her. But the memory of those sorrowful eyes still burned in her chest.She turned toward Aarav. “What is happening to me? Who was she? Why do I feel like… I know her?”Aarav didn’t answer immediately. His gaze drifted toward the old furniture covered