The scream cut through the corridor like a blade.
"Help! Help! Someone is trying to rape me!"
For half a second, Rohit simply stood there, more irritated than alarmed.
He wasn't frightened.
He was irritated.
Predictable.
A few members of the event staff arrived first, followed by security personnel and several guests who had been drawn by the woman's scream. Within moments, a small crowd had gathered around the open doorway.
"Rekha, what happened?"
One of the female staff members hurried forward and placed a hand on her shoulder.
"Are you alright?"
Another woman moved closer, looking from Rekha to Rohit with an alarmed expression.
"Did he do something to you?"
Rekha's saree was deliberately disheveled, her lipstick smeared across her lips, and tears streamed down her face with impressive precision.
She pointed a trembling finger at Rohit.
"He pulled me inside! He wouldn't let me leave!"
The accusation immediately changed the atmosphere.
A few people gasped.
