The atmosphere inside the car was a pressure cooker, ready to burst with tension. Vennela's anger simmered just below the surface, a volcano on the brink of eruption, as she fixed her glare on Vijay and Akash. Her eyes flashed with fury, like lightning illuminating the dark sky.

Priya's voice was a gentle breeze, trying to calm the storm. "Annayya, pakkana bachelors unte adem reason e kotta room vaddanadaniki." But Vennela's anger was unrelenting, a raging fire that refused to be extinguished.