Annie woke up feeling disoriented, her mind clouded with confusion. As she slowly blinked her eyes open, she found herself in the familiar surroundings of her room. "How did I manage to get home?" she pondered. Gradually rising from her bed, she made her way to the living room, where Becca was seated, immersed in a television show. Sneaking up behind her, Annie gently tapped Becca on the shoulder, causing her friend to whirl around and demand, "Finally, the Queen awakens! Where were you last night? I want to know every detail."
"Hey, relax, calm down; I was with Arman," Annie responded, trying to soothe the situation and alleviate Becca's concerns. Arman, a mysterious new acquaintance, had captured Annie's interest with his enigmatic charm and intriguing background.
"And why shouldn't I be worried? I have no idea who he is; you only met him a few days ago," Becca fumed with a mixture of concern and frustration.
"Wait, wait... Who brought me home?" Annie inquired, her curiosity now piqued.
"Of course, it was Arman," Becca answered, her annoyance evident. Arman's sudden involvement in Annie's life was raising more questions than answers, adding an element of mystery to the situation.
In a daze, Annie returned to her room as Becca called after her. Retrieving her phone, she opened the diary app, eager to find if there was something from her past in it. Just as she was about to delve into her thoughts, Annie received a call from Arman. He requested her presence at the park, hinting that he had something significant to share. The sense of intrigue deepened as Annie contemplated what Arman could have to reveal.
Intrigued, Annie hung up and made her way to the park. There, she found Arman seated on a bench, a warm smile on his face. "Hi, come and sit here," he beckoned, his eyes twinkling with anticipation.
"So... what did you want to tell me?" she inquired, her curiosity now fully engaged.
"I'll get straight to the point. Tomorrow is our birthday; please come to my house. I am having a surprise for you, also get Becca with you," he invited, his tone earnest yet inviting. The revelation of their shared birthday and the prospect of a surprise heightened Annie's curiosity and left her pondering the significance of this unexpected revelation.
"Of course," she agreed, wanting to reciprocate the kindness. "Um... I have something to attend to, so if there's nothing else, I should get going."
"Yeah, sure," he replied, getting up and leaving before her. As Arman departed, Annie was left contemplating the implications of their shared birthday and the mystery surrounding his intentions.
As soon as Arman was out of sight, Annie opened her diary app and began to read, reflecting on her day and the unexpected turn of events. The diary entries held clues to a deeper connection between Annie and Arman, hinting at a shared quest for a long-hidden secret. Annie's thoughts were consumed by the enigma surrounding Arman and the tantalizing prospect of unraveling the mystery that bound them together.
From the dairy, she analyses that Arman was a part of her past and was also sharing a very special bond of love; Arman was also a victim, but of what? They both met by accident and shared the same problem: they were searching for the secret. His dad had passed away mysteriously. He was running away just like her. But from what? Even though this was the only thing she got, she had opened another gate. She was in search of the secret and ended up in France; Arman told her to come to France. There was one main thing in this dairy, she had a friend called Vaidehi. Would she know everything?
Though she got to know about Vaidehi, she didn't know where Vaidehi lived, nor did she know her whereabouts. Suddenly, it occurs to her that Vaidehi's phone number might be saved in her phone. She hastily searches for her number and finds it. She breathes one last time with hope before calling her. The phone rings. Someone, on the other hand, received it.
"HELLO," the person said
