Hriday pov :

I sprinted into the jungle, calling out Chahat’s name, my heart pounding harder with each passing second. The eerie hooting of owls echoed through the darkness, raising the hair on my skin and sending a fresh wave of fear through me. Each step set off a crisp symphony of crunching leaves, their brittle, sharp sound slicing through the thick silence. A cold breeze slithered past me, making me shiver uncontrollably as I pushed deeper into the shadows, desperate to find her.