8:10 p.m.

Chintya stepped out of the car gracefully, her burgundy dress fitting her body perfectly. She smiled slyly.

Chintya walked in and was greeted by Mrs. Sonia in the living room.

"Chintya?" Mrs. Sonia tried to smile.

“Thank you for letting me come, Aunt Sonia,” Chintya said, hugging her gently. “I know this is sudden, but I need your help.”

Sonia looked at her intently. “What kind of help?”

Chintya leaned closer, lowering her voice. “I brought something…” ...