Morning came without mercy. Grey light seeped through the curtains of Aarav’s penthouse, exposing everything the night had tried to hide fear, truth, and a bond that had formed too fast to be safe.Mira stood near the window, staring at the city below. It looked innocent in daylight. Almost kind. She knew better now.Behind her, Aarav tightened the cufflinks on his shirt, every movement sharp, controlled armor back in place.“You’re quiet,” he said.“I’m thinking,” Mira replied without turning around. “About how quickly life changes when someone finally tells the truth.That made him pause.“You regret staying?” he asked, carefully.She turned to face