Riddhima woke up with a heavy headache. She puked and had some lemon juice to do away with the hangover. 

She recollected how she had stumbled upon Ragini outside the airport when she had been on the spying mission. Ragini was alive! Which meant Vansh had not killed her. A small curiosity began to rise in her ever thinking mind and she inquired about Vansh. Ragini's answer surprised her. Ragini told that she got money to leave him and fly off to another country. Riddhima's imaginations went haywire as she thought that Ragini had dumped her husband, and began mentally chuckling thinking about what Vansh's reaction could have been. But sadly, Ragini had not. She was just one greedy womn who tried to woo Vansh for marriage, but that guy did not give a damn. Riddhima learnt that Vansh and Ragini were pretending to get  engaged for the sake of his ailing grandfather. But alas! his grandpa had passed away.

Riddhima had begun scanning the woman in front of her while the other was narrating the story of pretense engagement. She was a little taller than her but her eyes were not as pretty and expressive as hers. Riddhima slightly frowned as Ragini had a little longer hair,her lips were fine, but Ragini did not have the satisfactory aura as Riddhima did.  Of course, why would Vansh try to get engaged to such a girl?

Riddhima shook her head mentally slapping herself for thinking about the guy whom she was married to and took a deep breath.

"Jealous?..." Vansh walked in 

Riddhima gasped for a while. Her eyes widened and her 

"What? I am not jealous..." 

Vansh signaled her to remain silent,

"I'm sure the rivals are jealous of our growth...And I am the top businessman...So when is the award function?" Vansh sipped his hot chocolate as he sat on the cushion

Riddhima sighed of relief. Finally everything was falling into place. She was safe, at home. It was not her home...but it did comfort her like one. She rubbed her nose and picked up a towel to take a warm shower. 

"The shower is not working..." Vansh cried

"Oh!...But how do you know that I was going to use the shower?"

"You always use it..." Vansh shrugged 

Riddhima opened and suddenly stopped on her tracks,

"Wait...how do you know?..." She frowned and before Vansh could give an explanation,

"You are so disgusting, Vansh...You are a cheapster!...Have you fixed cameras inside the bathroom! How can you stoop so low..."

"There are no buckets or mugs inside the bathroom and the sound of the shower can be heard from outside, clearly..." Vansh said cutting her long, accusive, lecture.

Riddhima closed her eyes in guilt. She had once again accused him, and that too, without proof. Every time she managed to make a mistake and misunderstand him. 

"I..I..." she stammered not knowing what to say

"Now stop finding excuses to talk to me...I've a lot of work to do," He stood up and walked out of the room, taking long strides. 

Riddhima looked at him with awe. He was one of the strangest living creatures she had ever met. He always scared her with his talks, but never harmed her. That guy was sleeping on the couch which was seemingly uncomfortable and for his height, he needed two or more put together. A fear did creep up in her heart, which had seen the darkness of the world. Was he planning for something big? Was he planning to build up the trust and eventually break it when the right time comes?

The attacks , the letters, the murders and the mystery had been eating her soul up for about six months. But everything had reduced as she came into the VR mansion. Maybe it was due to the fear of Vansh, and the tight security he had under his wraps. But something about Devraj Singh Rathore caused discomfort to her. She did not give much importance to it and began giving the physiotherapy sessions to Siya . Siya had improved a lot and managed to walk like a toddler, but Riddhima wanted to surprise the whole family, by making Siya dance. They had to work more together and Siya was still on a wheelchair in front of the family. 

After a long tiring day, she came back to the room, to find a letter.

"Well...I'm still behind you, my love..." 

Riddhima stepped back, tears welled up in her eyes

"I've reached the VR mansion...all thanks to you, my love..." 

Riddhima slapped her head hard. She had damaged the CCTV camera at the backyard. 

"Don't worry...we'll get rid off Vansh and start a new journey together..."

She began panting hard. The open doors and windows began suffocating her, she felt a gulp in her throat, and as if someone was trying to strangle her with hands. A hooded man in front, with bloodstained knife, coming towards her taking slow steps,

"I wish you were mine...but it seems like you're in love with your husband..." 

Riddhima stepped back in fear...

"How dare you love him? You have no right to live..."

He stabbed her hard on her tummy.

"Noooo!!!..." Riddhima began to take deep breaths, trying to calm herself down. 

It was indeed her hallucination. But the letter, was still in her hands, with pearls of sweat appearing on her forehead, her temperature increased, she rubbed her face hard, she was losing her senses,

"Sejal is dead...next is gonna be your husband...that ogre who has held you captive in that mansion..."

Sejal's death news was a shock for her. The whole world was turned upside down in just a moment. It was a panic attack.

She slipped down, her head hit the table, cutting a small part of her beautiful forehead, blood oozing out, she tried breathing. Nothing was able to calm her down. She crawled, but the earth did not seem to move behind. Losing all hope, she sat up, leaning her head on the bed. Within seconds, her eyes blackened, and she was lying lifeless on the floor.