treets, far from the echoes of the cursed house. Ananya had grown into a quiet, thoughtful young woman, her once h

is a fra

the waves crash against the shore, her phone buzze

a raspy voi

at voice... i

me. I'm-" The

ed to call back, but the

riya rushed to her side, but this time, it wasn't like before. Ananya's eye

whispered, her voice n

followed them. It had been lying dorm

stolen so much from her. But the house wasn't the same. It

r addressed to her, writt

inside me. It's inside all of us. I'm not strong

ce where darkness could live, but the real curse was what it did to the

it had he

eyes reflecting the same emptiness Arjun's had. The air was thick with the

anya, its voice a chorus of e

scape. You n

ng the darkness herself. She had to let go-not just of her daughter, but

ayer, not of hope,

rithed. Priya reached out, touching Anany

she whispere

convulsed, and

s gone. The darkness had taken her, b

aving it behind, letting the da

on the edge of Kolkata-the one that broke families

st a name, a memory,

en the wind howled just right, p

an't e

had alre

... that