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🌅 Morning Reveal – Rathoure Mansion 🌅

The soft golden light of morning spilled through the curtains, brushing over Innaya's face. Slowly, she blinked awake, feeling Ved's steady presence beside her. The warmth of the guest room lingered, and the events of the night—her injuries, the cuddling, the comfort—flashed through her mind.

Innaya stretched quietly and noticed the loose black baggy T-shirt of Ved's she had slipped into while dozing. The fabric hung over her frame, soft and cozy, a reminder of the closeness she had shared.

Ved, still half-awake, saw her stir and smiled gently.

Ved (softly, teasing):
"Good morning... Sleeping beauty."

Innaya, her lips curling into a small, playful smile, yawned.
"I guess the black T-shirt fits me better than I thought."

Ved chuckled, shaking his head.
"You make everything look good... even my old T-shirt."

She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, walking toward the door.
"I think... we should go downstairs. Breakfast must be happening... or maybe chaos."

Ved nodded, slipping a protective arm around her as they moved out of the room.

⚡ Downstairs – The Rathoure Boys' Jealousy Ignites ⚡

As they stepped into the hallway, the trio of Eshan, Zayan, and Aayan immediately caught sight of Innaya. Her casual, slightly oversized black T-shirt and relaxed demeanor were a stark contrast to the formal morning routine, yet she exuded an effortless charm that drew everyone's gaze.

Eshan (gritting teeth, whispering to Zayan):
"She's... in his T-shirt... she's smiling... and he's holding her hand. How is this allowed?"

Zayan (clenching fists, voice low):
"She doesn't even notice us. She's completely comfortable with him. How... dare... she?"

Aayan (crossing arms, voice tight with irritation):
"Calm down... I can't even look at her without feeling... jealous. That's not fair."

Rudra and Kabir, standing a little behind, exchanged sharp glances. Kabir muttered under his breath, a hint of envy in his tone:
"She looks so cute... and he's just there, like he owns her."

Rudra, silent as always, let the cold fury simmer, his jaw tight.
"She's ours. She's supposed to be ours first, not someone else's to... protect or cuddle. Not him."

Advik, leaning against the wall with his usual composed expression, smirked but his eyes betrayed a green-eyed glare.
"I'm taking a mental snapshot... she looks adorable... but why with him? Why?!"

Innaya's Approach

Innaya, oblivious to the storm of envy brewing behind the walls, smiled softly at the waiting breakfast table. Ved subtly stayed beside her, his presence both comforting and protective.

Ved (low, almost a whisper):
"They're watching you... and judging me."

Innaya giggled, taking his hand briefly.
"Let them... they'll get used to it. Besides, it's morning... let's enjoy breakfast."

As they approached the table, the Rathoure boys' inner thoughts churned.

Eshan (clenching fists, muttering):
"She's awake... and laughing softly. I can't... I can't let him... touch her like that."

Zayan (whispering, voice icy):
"I should have been the one helping her get ready... not him."

Aayan (teeth grinding, muttering):
"Even her casual look... he's beside her... it's infuriating."

Kabir, trying to mask his jealousy, muttered:
"She's adorable... why do I feel so possessive?"

Rudra, voice low and lethal:
"She's ours... we'll see about him."

Advik, smirking, fingers itching to take a photo:
"One picture for memory... but she belongs here, not to him."

Breakfast Tension

The moment Innaya and Ved sat, polite smiles on their faces, the boys couldn't focus on the food. Every glance at her, every subtle laugh she shared with Ved, ignited a fresh wave of possessiveness, jealousy, and competitive frustration.

Even Kabir, usually playful, found himself muttering:
"She's his... but she's ours too... it's unfair!"

The morning had just begun, and the Rathoure mansion's air was thick with unspoken rivalry, simmering jealousy, and the silent, growing storm of the boys' possessiveness over Innaya.

🍽️ Breakfast – Tension at the Table 🍽️

The morning sunlight spilled through the tall windows, gilding the long mahogany breakfast table. Plates were laid neatly, steam rising from fresh parathas and steaming chai. Ved and Innaya sat together at one end, a quiet, protective presence beside her, while the Rathoure boys occupied their usual spots, pretending to eat but their eyes never left her.

Eshan's jaw clenched as he watched Innaya take a sip of milk from her glass.
Eshan (under his breath, muttering):
"She drinks so casually... like nothing happened. Like last night didn't matter... like he's hers."

Zayan, tapping his spoon against the plate, let his voice slip just enough:
"She's always smiling... always calm. And him... always right there. How is she so comfortable with him?"

Aayan, voice low and sharp, leaned toward Eshan:
"Do you see how she laughs at his jokes? The audacity... she shouldn't be laughing like that with him."

Kabir, trying to stay calm, whispered, eyes narrowing:
"She's cute... so damn cute... and he's beside her. I can't... I can't even focus on my food."

Rudra, ever silent, let his glare do the talking. His eyes bore into Ved and Innaya, cold and lethal.
Rudra (voice low, almost growl):
"She's ours. Not his. Not him."

Advik, folding his arms, smirked but his fingers twitched as he thought of taking another snapshot.
"She's harmless... except when she's with him. Then... no."

Innaya's Awareness

Despite the storm brewing at the other end of the table, Innaya's gaze occasionally flicked toward the Rathoure boys. She noticed their subtle stares, the clenched fists, the cold glares—but she smiled faintly, choosing calm over confrontation.

Ved leaned close, his voice barely above a whisper:
"They're... glaring. I can feel it."

Innaya's lips curved into a playful smile.
"Let them stare... it won't change a thing. Besides, we're here... and that's what matters."

Ved chuckled softly, brushing a stray hair behind her ear.
"Wise words... as always."

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