How did I do that?

After reaching home, Rajeev and Gowthami sat down to a quiet dinner. The clinking of utensils and the soft hum of the ceiling fan were the only sounds that filled the room. Both were lost in their thoughts, the earlier incident in the jungle weighing heavily on their minds.

Rajeev glanced at Gowthami occasionally, noting the thoughtful expression on her face. He wanted to ask her about what had happened, to understand how she had managed to subdue the snake so effortlessly, but he knew it was best to give her space. Instead, they ate in silence, each lost in their own reverie.

Once dinner was over, they bid each other good night and retreated to their respective rooms. Rajeev lay on his bed, staring at the ceiling, his mind replaying the scene over and over. He couldn't shake the image of Gowthami's swift and precise movements, nor the calmness with which she had handled the dangerous situation. Who was she really? What secrets did her past hold?

In her room, Gowthami sat by the window, looking out into the night. The moon cast a gentle glow over the landscape, but her thoughts were anything but calm. She turned the day's events over in her mind, trying to make sense of her actions. She had no memory of ever being trained to handle snakes, yet her body had reacted instinctively, as if she had done it countless times before.

"How did I do that?" she whispered to herself, her fingers absently tracing patterns on the window sill. She thought back to the moment the snake had lunged at her. There had been no time to think, only to act. And act she had, with a skill and precision that felt both familiar and foreign.

The realization that she had no answers only deepened her sense of unease. She had hoped that being in Rajeev's care, surrounded by the peaceful environment of his mansion and the village, would help her piece together her past. But now, the mystery seemed to be growing more complex.

Her thoughts wandered to Rajeev and the kindness he had shown her since the day he found her in the jungle. He had given her a name, a place to stay, and had sought to uncover her identity with unwavering determination. She felt a deep gratitude toward him, but also a growing fear that her past might bring trouble into his life.

As the night stretched on, both Rajeev and Gowthami found sleep elusive. Rajeev wrestled with questions about Gowthami's abilities and the implications they might have. He felt a growing sense of protectiveness toward her, coupled with a determination to help her uncover her past, no matter how long it took.

Meanwhile, Gowthami grappled with the fear of the unknown. The jungle incident had stirred something within her, a glimpse of a past she couldn't remember but felt intrinsically connected to. She longed for answers but was equally afraid of what those answers might reveal.

Eventually, fatigue overcame them both, and they drifted into restless sleep, their minds still churning with unanswered questions and unspoken fears. The house fell into a deep silence, the night's mysteries temporarily forgotten as dreams took over.

The bond between Rajeev and Gowthami grew stronger with each passing day, united by their shared determination to uncover the truth. And as the moonlight bathed the mansion in its serene glow, it seemed to promise that, in time, the secrets of the past would be revealed.