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Third pov:

Reena stormed into Ajay's room, her eyes blazing with frustration and determination. The humiliation she had endured earlier, all because of Rudhran, was eating away at her. How dare he make her feel like this? She clenched her fists, vowing that she would make him fall for her and betray him.

As she stepped closer to Ajay's bed, her anger briefly softened. He was sprawled out, sleeping peacefully, his face almost boyish in its calmness. A rare smile crept onto her lips, Leaning down, she kissed his forehead gently, her fingers brushing against his unruly hair.

Her gaze shifted to his phone lying nearby, and curiosity sparked within her. She picked up the device and smirked, taking his thumb and pressing it onto the sensor. The phone unlocked with a quiet click.

She navigated to his messages first,  A few unopened messages from some girls caught her eye, and her heart flared with possessiveness. "Ignored them, did you?" her jealousy morphing into smug satisfaction. If any of them thought they could get close to Ajay, she would handle them herself.

Then, she moved to his gallery, her curiosity growing. As the images loaded, she scoffed at the mundane collection. There were a few adult videos, which didn't faze her, and a stash of photos and videos of them together. Any other woman might have felt violated or embarrassed seeing such intimate footage, but not Reena. She basked in it, watching herself with Ajay in those moments. Her lips curved into a twisted smile. To her, it was proof of how deeply she belonged to him.

But then, something else caught her eye, she spotted three photos of Aaradhya. Her stomach twisted as jealousy flared violently within her. They weren't just innocent photos—they were candid shots of Aaradhya bending over while cleaning, her hips accentuated in the angles.

Reena's blood boiled.  Her hands trembled as she gripped the phone tightly, her nails digging into the case. She looked back at Ajay, still fast asleep,her emotions a chaotic swirl of anger, jealousy, and obsession. She hugged him tightly, "I can't do anything to you. You're mine. You'll always be mine."

But someone else would pay for this. If she couldn't take her anger out on Ajay, she would find another way to channel it.

Meanwhile, Ganga was sitting by the window, a serene smile on her face as she thought about Aaradhya. Ever since Rajendran had brought the girl to their home, there was something about her that Ganga couldn't quite put her finger on. It was an invisible connection as if Aaradhya had always belonged there. When Rajendran announced that she would stay and work with them, Ganga had been content—almost relieved.Rajendran told Aaradhya's parents died in an accident she dont have anyone so told his mother not to ask about the past and hurt her and Ganga felt bad for her. The young girl's politeness and soft nature reminded Ganga of her late daughter, Seetha. The days back then had been so peaceful, so blissful. But everything had changed after her son's mistake. Everything.

Ganga's heart warmed as she thought of Rudhran. She could tell from the way he looked at Aaradhya—he was falling for her. And honestly, Ganga couldn't blame him. Aaradhya was the kind of girl anyone could fall for. She was so different from the rest.

At that moment, Sathyan sensing his mother's contemplating mood. "Amma, what are you thinking about? "

Ganga turned her gaze to him, "I was just thinking about Aaradhya," she said softly, "Rudhran's taken quite a liking to her, hasn't he?"