The first rays of sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a soft glow across the room. Avantika stirred, her eyes fluttering open to the unfamiliar surroundings. It took her a moment to register where she was—Reyansh's room, now hers too. 

She sat up slowly, her hair slightly tousled from sleep, and glanced around the grand space. The intricate details of the room, the luxurious textures, and the faint scent of sandalwood made it feel regal yet oddly calming. But the silence was what struck her most.