I still remember the day they took Balraj away. Not as a criminal—but as a ghost. The gallows didn’t just kill him; they killed everything good in me.\n\nNow, years later, I watch from the shadows as my daughter, Jyoti, laughs with a young man—Deepak. She doesn’t know who he is. But I do.\n\nHe’s Kumar’s son. The judge who refused to hear my pleas. The man who let them hang my husband for a murder he didn’t commit.\n\nAnd now? Now Deepak is arrested for killing Jagdish—the very gangster Balraj tried to expose. The evidence is damning. The press calls for blood. The court prepares for another hanging.\n\nI have the truth. I know what really happened the night Mathur died. I know who really killed Jagdish.\n\nBut do I save the son of the man who destroyed my life? Or do I let history repeat itself?