Chapter 3: The Black Car

The apartment suddenly felt too small.

Too quiet.

Too tense.

Mahi stood near the dining table.

Madhav stood beside the window.

Neither spoke.

Outside, rain slid down the glass in thin silver lines.

Across the street—

The black car remained exactly where it was.

Waiting.

Watching.

The engine still running.

The headlights still off.

And somehow...

That made it worse.

Mahi crossed her arms.

"Who are they?"

Madhav didn't answer immediately.

His eyes never left the car.

As if looking away would be a mistake.

A dangerous mistake.

Finally—

"I don't know."

The answer sounded wrong.

Not because of what he said.

Because of how he said it.

Mahi narrowed her eyes.

"Liar."

A small muscle moved in his jaw.

Caught.

Again.

Five years later and she could still read him.

Some things never changed.

"Mahi—"

"No."

She interrupted him instantly.

"You don't get to disappear for five years and then come back expecting me to believe half-answers."

The words hit harder than she intended.

She saw it.

The flash of guilt.

The pain.

The regret.

But she continued anyway.

Because she deserved answers.

And she was tired of waiting for them.

"Who are they?"

This time his answer came quietly.

"They're dangerous."

A chill ran through her body.

Dangerous.

The word echoed inside her mind.

Before she could ask another question—

The black car's headlights suddenly switched on.

Both froze.

The beams cut through the rain.

Bright.

Blinding.

Unnatural.

Then—

The car slowly pulled away.

Vanishing into the darkness.

Madhav finally relaxed.

Only slightly.

But Mahi noticed.

And that scared her more than anything.

Because it meant he had genuinely been worried.

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Five Years Earlier

The first time Mahi and Madhav met—

It was a disaster.

An absolute disaster.

The first day of college.

New students filled every hallway.

Everyone looked nervous.

Everyone looked lost.

Including Mahi.

She held a campus map upside down.

Completely convinced she knew where she was going.

Unfortunately...

She didn't.

Not even close.

After wandering around for twenty minutes, she finally admitted defeat.

Then she crashed directly into someone.

Hard.

Books flew everywhere.

Papers scattered across the floor.

A bottle of water rolled down the hallway.

"Great."

Mahi groaned.

"Perfect."

She crouched to collect her notes.

At the exact same moment—

Another hand reached for them.

Their heads collided.

THUNK.

"Ouch!"

"Ouch!"

Both immediately sat back.

Rubbing their foreheads.

And for the first time—

They looked at each other.

Dark brown and black hair.

Blue-green eyes.

A slightly annoyed expression.

And unfortunately...

A very attractive face.

The stranger blinked.

Then laughed.

Actually laughed.

Mahi immediately frowned.

"Why are you laughing?"

"You attacked me."

"I did not."

"You absolutely did."

"You walked into me."

"I was standing still."

Mahi opened her mouth.

Closed it.

Opened it again.

Then pointed accusingly.

"That's not important."

The stranger laughed harder.

And somehow...

Against all logic...

She wanted to laugh too.

That was the beginning.

Not of a romance.

Not yet.

Just two strangers.

Sharing an unexpected moment.

Neither realizing their lives had changed forever.

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Present Day

Mahi sat on the couch.

Madhav remained standing.

The distance between them felt strange.

Because once upon a time...

There hadn't been any distance at all.

He used to sit beside her.

Steal her snacks.

Annoy her endlessly.

Act like her personal headache.

Now he looked like a man carrying the weight of the world.

"What happened?"

The question escaped softly.

Madhav looked at her.

For a moment she thought he wouldn't answer.

Then—

"I wish I could tell you."

Mahi's patience disappeared instantly.

"You keep saying that."

His eyes darkened.

"Because it's true."

Silence.

Heavy silence.

The kind that hurt.

Then suddenly—

A knock echoed through the apartment.

Both froze.

The sound wasn't loud.

But it felt wrong.

Very wrong.

Because neither of them was expecting anyone.

Another knock followed.

Slow.

Deliberate.

Three times.

Knock.

Knock.

Knock.

Mahi stood immediately.

But before she could reach the door—

Madhav grabbed her wrist.

The contact shocked them both.

His hand was warm.

Firm.

Protective.

And familiar.

Painfully familiar.

"Don't."

His voice was low.

Dangerous.

The seriousness in his expression made her stop instantly.

"Madhav?"

Nobody moved.

Another knock came.

This time louder.

Then silence.

Complete silence.

The apartment suddenly felt frozen.

Mahi's heart pounded.

She looked toward the door.

Then toward Madhav.

Then back again.

Every instinct told her something was wrong.

Very wrong.

Slowly—

Madhav approached the door.

Every movement careful.

Controlled.

Silent.

When he finally reached it, he looked through the peephole.

And immediately froze.

The reaction lasted less than a second.

But Mahi saw it.

Fear.

Real fear.

"Madhav?"

No answer.

His gaze remained fixed.

Then—

Without a word—

He stepped back.

Locked the door.

Then locked it again.

And again.

Every lock.

Every chain.

Every security latch.

One after another.

Mahi's pulse skyrocketed.

"What is happening?"

Still no answer.

"Madhav."

Finally—

He looked at her.

And the expression in his eyes made her stomach drop.

Because whatever he saw outside...

It terrified him.

And the next words out of his mouth were barely above a whisper.

"They found you."

The room fell silent.

Mahi felt her blood run cold.

"What do you mean?"

Madhav's gaze moved toward the door.

Then back to her.

His voice came out rough.

As though saying the words hurt.

"As long as you didn't know the truth..."

He paused.

"...you were safe."

Thunder exploded outside.

The lights flickered.

And for the first time—

Mahi realized that whatever secret Madhav had been hiding for five years...

It wasn't staying hidden much longer.

End of Chapter 3

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