Avanti stood frozen at the threshold of the room, the muffled sounds clawing at her insides. She could hear the reckless laughter, the teasing words, but beneath it all was a raw, piercing moan from her daughter, Avantika, that felt like an echo of despair.

"Such a whore you are... you knew that you would be abandoned after being used, still you chose to come to me," Adiraj said, his voice dripping with a mix of disdain and amusement as it floated through the gap in the door.