Time had passed swiftly, and the Verma household was bustling with wedding preparations. With Dhrisha’s exams finally over, she had shifted her focus entirely to the preparations for Dhrish and Shivanya’s wedding. Only ten days were left, and every corner of the house buzzed with excitement. Yet amidst the anticipation, an air of tension lingered a storm on the horizon in the form of Navya Gupta and her children.

It was mid-morning when Navya arrived. The sound of an auto-rickshaw pulling up outside the gates broke the usual hum of wedding preparations. The staff rushed to help with the bags as an old lady her age is 58 stepped out, her saree draped in a way that screamed middle-class elegance trying too hard to fit into a wealthier world. Following her were her children Kinjal, 23, and Kunal, 25, both unmarried and carrying themselves with an entitled arrogance inherited from their mother.