Both freeze.

Siddharth clenches his jaw. Shehnaaz looks away, stepping back.

Shehnaaz (whispers):
"We'll never be simple, will we?"

Siddharth (whispering back):
"We never were."





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Shehnaaz steps back, breath caught in her chest, her eyes still moist from the intensity.

Knock-knock-knock!

Rohit (urgent):
"Sir! It's serious!"

The door swings open - Rohit rushes in, breathless, phone in hand.
He was looking at shehnaaz...he understood something very serious

She blinks away the tears, steals herself, and steps back.

Her steps made a soft sound against the floor - just enough to make Siddharth glance toward her.

Their eyes meet.

His expression softens for a flicker - just a second - but he says nothing.

Neither does she.

Shehnaaz (softly):
I am sorry.........

She turns, the air behind her thick with everything left unsaid.

As she reaches the door, Rohit steps aside respectfully.

Siddharth watched her go, the corner of his lip twitching like he wanted to stop her... but......... Couldn't.

The door closed behind her.

And silence settles - the kind that echoes louder than a scream.





Rohit (panting):
"There was another attempt... on bhabhi."

his eyes burn.

Siddharth (low, cold):
"Where?"

Rohit:
"The guards stopped the woman before she reached her....... New cook......but she drunk the poison immediately......it wasn't random. It was designed... calculated. James's men, no doubt. But this-"
(he looks up, worried)
"-this felt deeper. Smarter."

Siddharth's fists clench. His breathing slows - like a lion just before the pounce.

Siddharth (whispering, deadly):
"James doesn't think this far. He acts on impulse, not strategy."

A pause.

Siddharth:
"This wasn't just James. Someone's feeding him... someone who knows us. Our house. Our routines. Shehnaaz's favorite spots..."

His eyes flick to Shehnaaz - just for a moment - then away again.

Siddharth (muttering):
"This is more than revenge. This is personal."

Rohit (tight-lipped):
"A traitor?"

Siddharth nods slowly, eyes distant - like he's peeling layers in his mind.

Siddharth (darkly):
"Someone close. Someone who knows exactly where to press to make me bleed."

Rohit (softly):
"Why are they doing this...?"

Sid (his voice likes steel):
"Because they wanted to break me '

A long silence.

Then - Siddharth turns to Rohit.

Siddharth:
"I want eyes on everyone. Staff. Guards. Even family. Especially Mrs.Singhana..... If anyone twitches the wrong way... I'll feel it."

Rohit (nodding):
"Already started."

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