Threads & Theories: The House That Lies Kept Quiet
You know that strange stillness right after you’ve finished a painting? The canvas stops breathing — but you know it’s holding something back. That’s what this chapter feels like. The silence before the next brushstroke. The moment a color dries — but the truth doesn’t. This week, we’re back in Meera’s world — coffee cups, case files, and a very inconveniently handsome investigator. Let’s step into the still house and see what it’s hiding. ***************************************************************************************************************************** Chapter IV I woke up to my alarm sounding, 7:00 am it read. 8 missed calls?... From brother… What was he doing up so early? I called him back and he answered immediately, and with a panicked voice, told me that one Mr. Shah had visited him late last night. Apparently he enquired about my visit to Levels. Tharun told me that the investigator might visit me anytime today. “Alright”, I said. “Nothin...