Mithran's words kept ringing in her head.

She didn't know what he meant by that.

"Just be assured that I am willing to wait until you are ready. No matter how long..." he said.

Ready for what? Chaahat shook her head, trying to dispel all her thoughts.

"Chaahat? Would you come with me somewhere?" Mithran asked, and Chaahat frowned.

"Where?" Chaahat asked.

"Get ready. You will know when you reach there," Mithran said with a soft smile and went back to scrolling through his phone.

Chaahat took a quick shower and changed into another saree. Mithran watched as she stood in front of the vanity mirror with a faraway look...