As the door swung open, Izel's heartbeat quickened, each thud resonating in her chest. The familiar scent of him filled the air, wrapping around her like an invisible embrace. She took a deep breath, steadying herself as Arsh closed the door behind him and left her alone in the house.

She knew what she had to do, but the anxiety still gripped her, she walked up the stairs, each step feeling heavier than the last. She finally reached his room, pausing to gather her thoughts before knocking gently on the door. She waited, but no response came from the other side.