You — wild, fearless, full of life. You fell in love with Advait, a silent, intense soul you met in Goa. Every thrill you shared was sealed with a knot on your bracelet, and he untied one after each adventure you conquered together.

But one night ruined everything.

You were drugged and assaulted by a group of corrupt cops — Michael, Agashe, and Victor — and thrown into the sea, left for dead. You survived in silence. Advait, framed for drugs, was sent to jail and turned cold, deadly, and consumed by rage. Years later, you sent him your bracelet — only one knot left. The hunt began.

You drug them. He kills them. Together, you’ve taken down every man who ruined you.

Now, it’s Michael.

On a rain-soaked rooftop, Michael crawls in blood, begging. Advait stands over him, but then you appear — alive. Michael stares in shock, trembling.

“You’re supposed to be dead!”

You raise your gun, eyes burning with flashbacks of everything he did.

“You should’ve made sure.”

Bang. One shot. Justice served.

Advait walks to you, cups your face, and kisses you — rough, passionate, full of everything left unsaid.