The Mirror TraitorNikhil Sharma trusted nothing that breathed, clicked, or reflected. At 34, he lived in a sterile 2BHK in Goregaon like it was a bunker. Every decision came with triple verification, quadruple doubt, and a final “but what if I’m wrong?”It started after his father’s business collapsed due to a “trusted” partner. Since then, Nikhil treated people like loaded guns. Friends? He’d cancel plans last minute, then check their Instagram stories to see if they were relieved. Colleagues called him competent but cold. When his boss praised him, Nikhil spent nights replaying the conversation for hidden sarcasm. “He’s setting