As the Khanna family returned home after the party, the atmosphere in the mansion was subdued. Aarav's parents retired to their room, his sister Riya disappeared into her own, and the servants went about their duties, leaving Aarav alone in the quiet hallway.

Feeling the weight of the evening's events pressing down on him, Aarav made his way to his room with heavy steps. He closed the door behind him and stood in the center of the room, feeling the privacy surround him.

With a sigh, he walked over to the dressing table and leaned against it, resting his head in his hands. His mind was consumed with thoughts of Kiara and the way he had treated her earlier in the evening.

Aarav: (muttering to himself) "What have I done? I was so cold and rude to her. She didn't deserve that."

The guilt gnawed at him, and he couldn't shake off the feeling that he had made a mistake. He knew he needed to apologize, but pride held him back, clouding his judgment.

After a moment of thought, Aarav decided to take a shower, hoping the water would wash away some of his stress and confusion. He stepped into the bathroom and let the warm water flow over him, the sound of it echoing in the enclosed space.

As he stood under the shower, he couldn't help but replay the events of the evening in his mind. He cringed at the memory of his harsh words towards Kiara and the hurt expression on her face.

Aarav: (thinking) "She must be so upset with me. I need to make things right."

After stepping out of the shower and drying off, Aarav's resolve to apologize to Kiara remained resolute. He quickly retrieved his phone and composed a simple message, his fingers typing out the words with a sense of urgency, but him being him, typed another mistake. He did not want to sound rude, but he could not help, it was his personality.

Aarav: "We need to talk. Let's meet."

With a deep breath, he hit send, his heart racing with anticipation. Now, all he could do was wait for her response, hoping she would agree to see him despite their tense encounter earlier.

..Meanwhile..

As Kiara fumed in her room, her anger towards Aarav simmered beneath the surface, fueling her determination not to give him the satisfaction of a response. Yet, when the message notification flashed on her phone screen, her curiosity betrayed her resolve, convincing her to check the sender.

Seeing Aarav's name only served to stoke the flames of her rage and she hesitated for a moment, debating whether to even read his message. But the persuasion proved too strong, and with a begrudging sigh, she opened the text.

Kiara was in the middle of removing her earrings when the message popped up. Her eyes narrowed as she read his words, each one feeling like a slap to her already wounded pride. His audacity, his sheer nerve to ask for a meeting without even a hint of an apology, ignited a fresh wave of anger within her.

Kiara muttered to herself, seething with rage, "How dare he? First, he behaves so rudely, and now he has the nerve to text me like this? No sorry, no acknowledgment of his mistake. If he wants to meet, then fine. I'll show him exactly who Kiara Kapoor is. You wait and watch, Aarav Khanna."

With a determined glint in her eyes, Kiara set her jaw and prepared herself to face Aarav, fully intent on giving him a piece of her mind. She texted him, "Fine. Let's meet."

As she continued to fume, she couldn't help but mutter under her breath, "Unbelievable! The nerve of some people... thinking they can just waltz back into your life after treating you like garbage." She clenched her fists, her frustration boiling over as she paced the room, rehearsing the scathing words she would unleash on Aarav.

After exchanging messages filled with tension and anticipation, both Kiara and Aarav eventually retired to their slumber. Despite the emotional confusion swirling within them, exhaustion eventually took over, and they succumbed to sleep.

In the quiet of their rooms, the events of the evening replayed in their minds, each of them grappling with their own emotions. For Kiara, anger and annoyance lingered, fueled by Aarav's unsympathetic behavior. She tossed and turned restlessly, her mind racing with thoughts of their impending confrontation.

Meanwhile, Aarav lay awake in bed, his thoughts consumed by guilt and remorse. He replayed his interaction with Kiara over and over again, each time feeling a pang of regret for his harsh words. Despite his best efforts to push aside his worries, sleep eluded him, leaving him to wrestle with his conscience in the darkness of the night.

As the hours passed, exhaustion eventually claimed them both, and they drifted into an uneasy slumber, their dreams haunted by the events of the evening. Little did they know, their meeting the next day would mark a turning point in their tumultuous relationship, setting the stage for a journey filled with unexpected twists and turns.

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