Who Is She?
Who Is She? Katt had always trusted her gut, and right now, it was screaming at her. Rahul had been acting differently, sending secretive texts, last-minute cancellations, and that restless, distracted look in his eyes whenever she asked questions. At first, she had given him the benefit of the doubt. But when she found a lipstick-stained tissue in his car, one that wasn’t hers, she decided enough was enough. So, she followed him. From the moment he left his apartment, she tracked his every move, weaving through the city unnoticed. He made his way to a quiet cafe on the outskirts of town, one she had never seen him visit before. Her heart pounded as she watched him take a seat in the corner, glancing around like he was expecting someone. And then, she walked in. Katt’s breath hitched. It wasn’t just any woman. It was Shruti. Her childhood best friend. The girl who had been her shadow, her secret-keeper, her sister in everything but blood. The same girl who had disappeared without a wo...