Katha, along with Meera, Dhriti, and Maya, had left Pritampura, heading towards Bundi. They wanted to reach there first, to ask questions, though there was something Katha didn’t yet know. Katha was driving, but her mind kept wandering elsewhere.

Before her eyes, the same scene kept replaying, the one that had unfolded at the place just a short while ago and a single line kept echoing in her mind: “After today, lotus should never appear anywhere.” It was Prem’s voice.