Hidden Wife

Tue, 24 Mar 2026 16:55:24 +0000

The car moved steadily along the long, dusty road as the sun began to set behind the hills. Inside, Isha slept peacefully, her head resting against the window, soft strands of her hair fluttering with the cool air from the AC. Rudraksha sat beside her, scrolling through his phone silently, his face calm and unreadable.