The time had come; they had to head back to the city now. The warm evening breeze had shifted, and the laughter from earlier began to fade as everyone piled into the cars. Dhriwin and Krishvi, in one car, and Yuvaan, Vihaan, Yachya, and Svakshi in the other. The soft hum of the engines was the only sound as they made their way through the quiet streets, the city skyline gradually appearing on the horizon.

The drive back to the city felt longer than usual, as if the night itself was reluctant to end. As they neared Krishvi's house, Dhriwin glanced over at her. There was a soft, almost imperceptible tension between them, an unspoken understanding that this was the last moment of the evening they would share together.