The room is dimly lit by fairy lights strung over the curtain rod. A soft breeze flutters through the window. Mahi lies on her bed, eyes wide open.
MAHI
I can't sleep… What the hell was that moon moment?
FLASH: The rooftop. The shoulder touch. "With my moon."
She turns to her side. Then sits up suddenly.
On the bedside table—a small box. Wrapped neatly. A ribbon still intact.
MAHI (whispering)
He gave me this and just said… "Happy Eid, princess."
She unties the ribbon slowly. The box creaks open.
Inside, something glimmers.
A beautiful golden chain. Delicate. Intricate. Softly glowing in the warm light.
MAHI
Wow… so he does have good taste.
She lifts it… and then pauses.
Wait. This isn't a neck chain.
It's— A BELLY CHAIN.
CUT TO: MAHI'S FACE. Jaw dropped. Eyes wide.
MAHI (aloud)
Pervert…!
Her room melts into a golden haze. Her skin tingles.
She's standing in front of a mirror—wearing the belly chain over her bare waist. It hugs her curves like it was made for her. Sparkling with every tiny movement.
She lifts her dupatta and turns slightly, watching how the gold glimmers against her skin.
Suddenly—hands. Strong, familiar.
Soumik is behind her.
His arms wrap slowly around her from behind. One hand resting gently on her navel, the other tracing the chain with maddening care.
His breath brushes her ear.
SOUMIK (sensual whisper)
Lemme kiss the chain.
Her heart thunders.
He lowers his head. His lips graze her lower back. Slowly. Reverently.
His fingers trail along the gold, moving lower… just a little…
She gasps.
MAHI
Wait—what the hell is this—?! NO!
BOOM — BACK TO REALITY.
She snaps out of it—nearly throws the box across the room.
MAHI (gasping)
Oh god what was that?! NO. NO NO. Ughhh!!
But then—she notices something else inside the box.
A folded piece of paper. Handwritten.
She opens it carefully.
His words are clean. Bold. Familiar.
> Dear Mahi,
I know we're meeting after years…
But let me remind you—
I never forgot my vow to protect you.
My princess.
She gasps again. Her eyes widen.
FLASHBACK: Two kids in a garden. A plastic sword in Soumik's hand. A tiara on Mahi's head.
YOUNG SOUMIK
I vow to protect you, my princess!
Back to now—
MAHI
Uhhh that idiot still remembers it?!
She blushes. Hard. Hides her face in the pillow. Kicks the air like a lovestruck teenager.
Golden chain on her table. Letter beside it. A stupid smile on her face.
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