The silence after the call felt suffocating.
Ananya's hand trembled as she lowered the phone.
"Aarav…" she whispered.
"It was him."
Aarav's expression hardened instantly.
"Raghav."
She nodded.
"He knows… about us. About everything."
Aarav stepped closer.
"Did he say anything else?"
Ananya swallowed.
"He said it won't last."
Silence.
A dangerous silence.
Aarav ran a hand through his hair, pacing slightly.
"That means he's planning something bigger."
Fear crept into her eyes.
"What do we do?"
Aarav stopped.
Looked straight at her.
"We don't wait."
Before she could ask—
His phone rang.
He answered immediately.
"Yes."
His face changed.
Darkened.
"When?" he asked.
A pause.
"I'll be there."
He ended the call.
"What happened?" Ananya asked.
Aarav's voice was cold.
"He's made his move."