At the Shekhawat House:

"TAANI! Taani! Not in the kitchen guys!"

"Not in the bathroom!"

"Not in Swayam's room!"

While everyone had rushed through the house looking for the missing Taani, Sharon had beelined straight for her room, only to find it void of any personal artifacts. "GUYS. I think you should see this." She called out.

Swayam and Rey dashed over, only to come to a sudden halt at the sight of the room's bareness. Everything was gone. All that they could see in the expanse of the room were some papers on the study desk beside the window. Seeing everyone still frozen in place, Sharon moved towards the table to see three envelopes sitting on it. One addressed to Swayam, one to the team, and one to Rey. 'This is bad' she thought. But she distributed the envelopes nevertheless, keeping just the team's envelope to herself. She motioned for the team to leave Rey and Swayam to their privacy in Taani's room and move out into the hall to read the letter.

Team Letter:

Hi guys!

I want to start off by thanking each and every one of you. You've taught me so much, about friendship, love, and the things that are important in life. I know that this was a decision that nobody thought I would make. I don't blame any of you for what happened, whether it was everything that took place between Rey and me, or the little tiffs that we had over my authority and duties. I'm sorry guys, I have to do this. But that doesn't mean that I'm gone forever, and I'll never check-in! I want to see you guys work just as hard as you've been working and be even more successful.

Vicky, once everything settled down, you became my best friend. I went to you when I couldn't go to anybody else. You listened to me, you made me laugh when the world seemed bleak. You gave me support and a listening ear when everyone misunderstood my intentions and blamed me. You heard me when I was at my lowest.

Nil, you've always been such a goofball. You, Amar and Bharat, are the younger brothers I always wished I had. I've lost count of the number of chocolates you've bribed me with to get me to forgive you for your stupid antics. Please never change guys. Stay the same childish, goofy younger brothers who snuck me ice cream in the cafeteria when my brother said I'd had enough sugar for the day and the ones who purposely got kicked out of class to make me laugh when I'd had a bad day.

Girls- I'm sorry. I just can't look at you and not see the most cohesive, supportive, and glamorous squad. You are a unit and have always been so. I know there was a lot of friction between us when I first joined because of me being a non-dancer and being a small-town girl. But you guys took me into your fold, helped me understand and adapt to the big city. You helped me navigate the difficulties of city life, college life and I knew that whenever I had boy trouble, I could come to you. You teased me just like best friends do. You warned boys off just like older sisters would. Thank you for being my companions in the locker room, for accepting me, and for letting me plan your dates and surprises for the boys.

Thank you all of you, for letting me, Taani, a simple girl from a small town into your larger than life world and creating just a small corner in your hearts where I could live and grow. I hope that one day, our paths cross again and- no. No. You know what? Our paths WILL cross again. We won't forget the bonds that formed between us and we will meet again one day, in the near future. Thank you, everyone. No matter how many times I say this, it will never be enough for the year you've given me. Vicky, Nil, Bharat, Amar, Sharon, Girls, you've all been the light in my dark world many days. Stay smiling and keep dancing.

Love from your best friend, your little sister, your partner in pranks,

Taani S.