In the corner of the hall, a figure observed this touching exchange. The sight of Ishika and Aryaman finding solace in a brother-sister bond was heartwarming. The person watching them felt a deep sense of contentment. It was a reminder of the healing power of love, the kind of bond shared between people who aren't family by blood but by heart.

Aryaman and Ishika, both lost in thought, were startled by the sound of someone clearing their throat. They turned in the direction of the sound, only to find a man standing there, his eyes boring into Aryaman with an intensity that startled even him. For a brief moment, Aryaman felt a flicker of fear at the sight of those red, piercing eyes. But then, Aryaman chuckled, recognizing the man’s expression, his friend was clearly being possessive, sulking like a love-sick puppy because his girlfriend was hugging someone else.