The drive back was silent.Not awkward.Not angry.Just heavy like both of them were carrying thoughts too sharp to say out loud.City lights passed by Mira’s window in long streaks. She replayed Serena’s words again and again, each one settling deeper than she wanted to admit.“You okay?” Aarav asked finally, eyes still on the road.Mira nodded.“I’m not broken,” she said. “Just… aware.”That answer made his grip tighten on the steering wheel.When they reached the penthouse, Aarav didn’t turn on the lights. He stood near the window instead, staring out at the city like it owed him answers.“She won’t stop,” he said