And she whispered back, "Oh, I'm waiting, Sasur-ji."

"Good episode, bahu. But wait for the twist."

She clicked it. A video began to play automatically.

And the screen was glowing.

Rajni didn't scream. She didn't run. Slowly, she deleted the Andha Sasur download. Then she opened her recording app, hit the red button, and slid the phone under her pillow.

Andha Sasur. The Blind Father-in-Law. The series had become a secret epidemic among the women of her neighborhood. It was a trashy, over-the-top thriller about a tyrannical, sightless patriarch who used his disability as a weapon—listening to whispers, smelling fear, trapping his daughters-in-law in elaborate psychological games. Episode one had ended with the blind sasur silently sliding a kitchen knife across the table towards the eldest bahu after she dared to laugh at his son.