Shagoon and Ritu returned from their enforced bath, their expressions a mix of confusion and fear. They had been told to clean up without explanation, but the tension in the air was palpable, a silent scream of the unspeakable.

Rahul's mind was a tornado of thoughts, swirling around the unthinkable act he had just committed. He had traded his sister-in-law and mother-in-law for cocaine. Years of craving had turned him into a monster, willing to do anything for his next fix. The high was already starting to wear off, leaving behind a bitter taste of guilt and regret. He had become the very person he despised, using those closest to him for his own depraved desires. The cocaine laid out on the nightstand called to him, whispering sweet nothings about the power and control it could give him again. Just one more line, he told himself, and then he would sort everything out.