Vedant stood outside the grand Rathore mansion, nervously adjusting the cuff of his shirt. He took a deep breath, murmuring to himself, "Come on, Vedant! You can do it. Isme kuch galat nahi hai." Resolving his thoughts, he pushed open the gate and walked inside.

In the garden, he spotted Vaibhav crouched over a patch of soil, planting flowers with Preksha. She giggled as she smeared a bit of mud on Vaibhav's cheek, only for him to retaliate by dabbing some on her cheek as well.