Palvi and Diya had been inseparable since childhood, growing up as neighbors in the quiet suburban lane. Both girls were 18 now, on the cusp of college life, sharing secrets and dreams under the starry nights. Diya's life had changed drastically three years ago when her mother died in a horrific car accident, leaving her alone with her father, Rajesh. He was a burly man in his late 40s, working odd jobs to keep the house running, his broad shoulders and stern face hiding a darkness that Diya had come to crave in twisted ways. Palvi's family was close-knit, but tonight, her parents had rushed to the hospital two hours away because her grandfather was gravely ill. Not wanting to leave their daughter alone, they dropped her off at Diya's with a quick hug and promises to call soon.