The train was bustling with chatter and the laughter of passengers sharing stories, but Ritika stood near the open door, her gaze fixed on the scenery rushing past. She had just ended a call with her assistant, and her expression held a faint trace of worry. Lost in her thoughts, she didn’t notice Arav approaching until she felt his arms slide gently around her waist. Instinctively, she leaned back into his chest, a sense of calm washing over her as she realized it was him.

"What are you doing here?" he asked, his voice low and filled with curiosity.