Krishiv stepped out of his bungalow, slipping his sunglasses off as his eyes fell on Kavya standing outside. She was fidgeting with a paper bag in her hands, her steps hesitant as if debating whether to move forward or turn around. His brows furrowed in curiosity as he climbed into his car. As he drove towards her and stopped, he rolled down the window.

“Bulbul ki mummy?” he called out, a teasing smile playing on his lips.