chapter 6

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INT. KASHVI'S BEDROOM – MORNING

KASHVI lies on her bed, staring at the ceiling fan. Her thoughts race, full of questions about Mr. William.

KASHVI (V.O.):
How does he know everything before we even ask? Why did Dad say he’s family, but never tell us more?

She sighs, troubled.

KASHVI (V.O.):
Dad told me to call him when we needed help... but what is his real connection to us?

Her eyelids grow heavy as she drifts into sleep.

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Scene 2: Ms. Mary’s Concern

INT. KASHVI’S BEDROOM – MORNING, LATER

A knock on the door. Ms. Mary calls out.

MS. MARY:
Kashvi, are you alright?

KASHVI wakes groggily.

KASHVI:
Come in... the door’s open.

Ms. Mary enters, carrying a tray.

MS. MARY:
You missed breakfast. Are you feeling okay?

KASHVI checks the time, startled.

KASHVI:
It's 9?! How did I sleep so long?

Ms. Mary sits beside her, concerned.

MS. MARY:
You must be exhausted. I’ll bring some tea.

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Scene 3: The Call That Changes Everything

INT. DINING ROOM – NIGHT, 9 PM

As the family sits for dinner, KASHVI’s phone rings. She picks up.

MR. WILLIAM (ON PHONE):
Your sister’s admission is confirmed, and so is yours.

KASHVI (firmly):
I don’t want to go. I’ll do correspondence and work part-time to support Priti.

MR. WILLIAM:
I’ve arranged a job for you. You’ll work in my company. It's safer this way.

KASHVI hesitates, feeling trapped.

KASHVI (softly):
I... I’ll think about it.

INT. KASHVI'S ROOM – MORNING

KASHVI looks at herself in the mirror, adjusting her outfit. She hesitates, thinking about her lack of documents, her inexperience. But with a deep breath, she steels herself.

KASHVI (V.O.):
No documents, no experience... what am I even doing?

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EXT. MR. WILLIAM’S COMPANY – MORNING, 10 AM

KASHVI stands outside "Global Horizons Tech Solutions," a towering MNC with a sleek glass exterior. The environment is posh, sophisticated. Nervousness grips her, but she breathes deeply and enters.

INT. COMPANY LOBBY

She approaches the reception desk, trying to mask her anxiety.

KASHVI:
Excuse me, I’m here to meet Mr. Ravi Sharma.

The receptionist looks up from her screen, scanning KASHVI.

RECEPTIONIST:
Do you have an appointment?

KASHVI (nervously):
No, ma’am, I don’t...

Before she can finish, the elevator dings and MR. RAVI SHARMA steps out, hurried but smiling. He approaches KASHVI directly.

MR. SHARMA:
Kashvi, right? I’m Ravi Sharma. Come, let's talk in my cabin.

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INT. MR. SHARMA’S CABIN

They sit across from each other in the spacious cabin. KASHVI fidgets, unsure of what to say.

MR. SHARMA (smiling):
So, when do you plan to join?

KASHVI looks surprised.

KASHVI:
Join? But... I haven’t even interviewed for the job yet.

MR. SHARMA:
Mr. William called me himself. You're already hired. No need for interviews.

KASHVI (worried):
But I don’t have any documents...

MR. SHARMA (laughs):
That’s not needed for you, ma’am. It’s all taken care of. Mr. William insisted.

KASHVI shifts uncomfortably.

KASHVI:
I don’t have any experience. I’d prefer to start as an intern...

MR. SHARMA (nodding thoughtfully):
If that’s what you want, it’s done. But remember, you’ll be leading your own team when you're ready.

KASHVI stares at him, unsure whether to feel relieved or more suspicious.

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