The Rane household buzzed with a mix of excitement and anxiety as Anita prepared for the upcoming family gathering that evening. The scent of spices wafted through the air as she meticulously cooked alongside Meera, who offered her silent support despite her piercing gaze. Rishav had insisted on inviting his close friends and colleagues, a decision that left Anita feeling both honored and apprehensive. As she stirred the simmering curry, thoughts of Rishav’s earlier jealousy weighed heavily on her mind. She couldn't shake the feeling that his insecurities might resurface during the gathering, especially with other people present. What she realised is that Rishav is jealous of both men and women. He basically doesnt like anyone near her.  The image of Rishav’s furrowed brow flashed through her mind, a reminder of how easily his mood could shift from warmth to coldness.

“Antia, are you alright?” Meera’s voice broke through her reverie, laced with concern. “You seem distant.”