Misread

Pavithra has learned to fear the dark.

But she never learned to fear the things that look safe.

That belief follows her when she arrives in a new city carrying nothing but a fractured past and the hope of disappearing into a new life. A rented house. A quiet job. A man who treats her with an unexpected, disarming kindness. Finally, the world seems bearable again.

Until the nights begin to watch her.

A shadow lingers outside her window. A sense of movement follows her through her own space. And the dread she buried long ago claws its way back to the surface.

Nandha, the one person she trusts, urges her to stay calm. To ignore it. To believe she is safe.

And Pavithra desperately wants to believe him.

But as she clings to him for safety, a cruel paradox begins to take shape.

The more she depends on him, the deeper the darkness seems to grow.

As perception distorts and certainty dissolves, Pavithra is forced toward the one truth she has spent her life avoiding:

the most terrifying threats are not the ones that hide in the dark, but the ones we misread completely.