Chapter 82

A jolt of electricity shot through Reyansh as he rounded the corner. The setting sun cast long shadows, painting the deserted highway in an eerie orange glow. There, in the rearview mirror, a figure flickered into view – a familiar figure that sent a wave of terror crashing over him.

It couldn't be. It simply couldn't. His grip tightened on the steering wheel, knuckles white. His heart hammered a frantic tattoo against his ribs. But the image persisted, a cruel mirage or a figment of his overworked imagination.

Rahul. His brother, Rahul, with his easy smile and windblown hair, was running alongside the car, his voice a desperate echo in the wind. "Reyansh! Wait!"

Saarayu, sensing his sudden panic, glanced back from the passenger seat. "Reyansh, what's wrong?" she asked, her voice laced with concern.

But Reyansh couldn't tear his gaze away from the apparition. Rahul, the same age as the day of the accident, a day that had shattered their lives, seemed to be pleading with him. A primal
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