: The Con

nged, his eyes flashing with anger. "There's nothing going on, Ananya. You're just being paranoid." Ananya's heart sank. She knew she wasn't imagining things. "Don't lie to me, Vicky. I deserve the truth." She took a deep breath, her voice shaking slightly. "I love you, but I need to know what's going on. Are you having an affair? Are you in trouble?" Vicky's face turned red, and he stood up, pacing around the room. "You're just being dramatic, Ananya. There's nothing to worry about." Ananya felt a lump form in her throat. She knew she was getting close to the truth, but Vicky's denial was suffocating her. "Stop lying to me