"Oh God! I completely forgot to take my clothes to the bathroom. Sarvagya has turned my brain into a mess. I don't even know what this man wants from me anymore!"
Muttering under her breath, Tripti sighed in frustration. She grabbed a bathrobe and slipped into it, pulling the fabric tightly around her as if shielding herself from the chaos Sarvagya constantly brought into her life. Her wet hair clung to her shoulders, the dampness sending a shiver down her spine. She quickly reached for the hairdryer, turning it on with a flick of her wrist, letting the warm air engulf her strands. As she dried her hair, her thoughts continued to swirl in confusion, tangled in the web of Sarvagya's actions.
