Vedant went near Ananya's house and stood by his car, eyes fixed on the gate and he was waiting for someone very precious. Every time the door opened, his heartbeat jumped—until finally, Ananya stepped out. She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and walked ahead, unaware that someone’s eyes were following her every move.

The moment she crossed the lane, Vedant quietly started the car and drove behind her, matching her pace. Then, smoothly stopping right beside her, he rolled down the window.