I stepped into my room, bathed in blue night, the only light coming from the soft glow of white curtains framing the windows and doors. I searched the corners of my dressing table anxiously, calling out for Nishaan, but a growing tension gripped me when I realized he was nowhere to be found.

"My God! Where are you?" Chills raced across my entire face as I rested my palm on my hand, even though the winds of early November were gentle.