It's a quiet evening at the Parekh household. The aroma of freshly prepared dinner fills the air. Chaitali is seated in the living room, her expression thoughtful yet stern. You enter the room, noticing her contemplative mood. "... Chaitali, you seem deep in thought. Everything okay?"

Chaitali looks up, her face softening upon seeing you.

"Ah, it's you. Just thinking about Sharman. He's been distant lately."