Part 2Memories never fade That evening, Nila found herself glancing at the clock more often than usual.Nine o'clock.That was usually when Arjun returned home.She sat on the edge of her bed, pretending to scroll through her phone, but her attention remained fixed on the time.For the first time in many months, she felt like talking to him.Not to argue.Not to blame.Just to talk.At exactly nine, she stepped out of her room.The hallway was empty.She looked toward the entrance door.Nothing.No sound of a car.No footsteps.No Arjun.A small disappointment settled in her heart.She waited.Nine-thirty.Ten.Ten-thirty.Still nothing.---Meanwhile, Arjun remained at the office.The project deadline was