One year later, Raavi left India — and with it, she left behind the memories of Aarav and his city. But those haunting memories, that coldness, that love… and that betrayal — they had quietly stolen her sleep long ago.

Every night, Aarav’s memories would visit her dreams — sometimes as nightmares, sometimes wrapped in love. And in those moments, Raavi would feel as if she had never truly moved on… not from that life, not from that love, and not from Aarav.