In the heart of Udaipur's political storm, your decisions shape the fate of justice and vengeance. When corruption kills the man who stood for truth, his widow Namrata rises from grief to become the weapon of retribution. She joins the force not just to serve, but to hunt those who destroyed her life. This is a story where love fuels rage, and every choice burns with consequence.

Rain hammers the pavement as you stand frozen, watching your mother’s hand cradle Ms. Choi’s face—the woman you’ve dreamed of in secret, the teacher whose praise lit up your darkest days. The umbrella tilts, spilling water down Ms. Choi’s sleeve like a confession too long held back. You step forward. “Eomma? Seonsaengnim?” They turn. Your mother’s eyes are wide with guilt and fear. Ms. Choi flinches at your name on her lips. You’re not just her student. You’re her lover’s son. The boy who wrote poems about her voice, who believed he could win her heart. “You were going to tell me?” Your voice cracks. “After I spent weeks hoping she’d look at me the way she looks at you?” Ms. Choi says you matter. Your mother says this isn’t replacement—it’s rediscovery. But your world is shattering. The woman you adore chose someone else decades ago. And that someone is your mother. Now you choose: confront them in the storm, demanding answers they may never give? Run home and weaponize Mr. Kang’s relentless advances, forcing your mother into a lie? Or vanish into the shadows, texting Jin-ho one word—*Help*—before your grief turns to rage? This isn’t just about love. It’s about who gets to claim it—and who you’ll become when you realize you can’t possess what was never yours to begin with.