Chapter 6

Tue, 05 May 2026 10:03:03 +0000

The morning air in Manali was crisper than usual, carrying the scent of fresh pine and the distant chill of the glaciers. A thin layer of frost had dusted the driveway of the Sharma house, making the world look like a clean, white slate waiting for a story to be written. Inside, the usual morning chaos had a new, tug-of-war rhythm to it.