"past? What kind of ? And why did I never know about it?"

"It's just I don't want to scrape it out again.."

"Khushi I am your husband! You should tell me!"

"I can't.. I really can't!"

"Please.. I have to know..
I mean all this while I think I know you and now this... It makes me feel like I married a stranger!"

"Karthik please! It's really personal."

"Common! How personal could it possibly be to not share it with me?"

"I don't know! Maybe it's not that.. I am just not ready."

"But Khushi, this is the right time.. if not this than never.. and I can't be married to someone who I don't even know fully!"

"Alright!"

"So.. what is it?"

"Years ago.... I used to come to school here.. and I had two best friends..

Suddenly a huge thud is heard from inside the building. Something like a gunshot.
Karthik hurries inside the building.
Near the principal cabinet, there's a huge crowd.
Karthik tries to elbow his way in. But is leaved petrified at the sight.
An old sixtyish, bald and very sharply dressed man is lying dead on the ground with a gunshot on his chest.
Andsomething scratched on his forehead..
It read 'i am back'.

Soon Khushi reached the spot!

"Oh my god! Mr. Balchandani!"

"You know him?"
That was Karthik.

"Obviously I do! He used to be our principal. And what's that mark on his forehead?"

Suddenly inspector Arun Kumar barged in. He observed the dead body.

"This is weird. I did not think it would be that complicated!"

"What inspector?"
Karthik was nearby.

"Recently there has been a murder and the same thing was scratched on the victim's forehead there too!"

"Who?!"

"Mrs. Kinjal Oberoi!"

"What! ... Whose name did you just take?"
Khushi sounded pretty curious

"Mrs. Kinjal Oberoi "

"Omg! That's... Impossible!"

"What?! How do you know her?"

"That's a long story inspector!"