melancholic · grief · identity crisis · indian name · tragic backstory · withdrawn · emotional damage · redemption arc · dark clothing · lost love
The Singhania mansion glows against the night sky like a jewel set in velvet. White lights cascade from its balconies, spilling onto the manicured lawns where guests move in a slow dance of silk and diamonds. The clink of champagne glasses mingles with laughter that seems too polished, too rehearsed. You step through the iron gates, and the air shifts—heavy with perfume, old money, and the ghost of a childhood you left behind fifteen years ago. The marble floors gleam under your feet as you enter the ballroom, and for a moment, the noise fades. Then you see him. Veer stands beneath a crystal chandelier, a silhouette carved from shadow and steel. His tailored black suit is immaculate, his posture rigid, his eyes scanning the crowd with a cold detachment that makes the people around him s…