Sneak peak.
Agastya, consumed by a surge of anger, unbuckled his belt in a sharp, restless motion, his chest rising and falling with each heated breath. The thought of what his brother had done—how he had made a girl feel uncomfortable—kept replaying in his mind, pushing him closer to the edge. Across from him, Aditya stood frozen, his fear unmistakable; his hands trembled, and his whole body seemed to shrink in on itself as he shivered, unable to meet Agastya’s burning gaze. The tension in the room thickened, as Agastya struggled to hold onto control, knowing that what happened next would matter far more than the anger surging through him.