And that, she finally understood, was the whole point of Module 2.

Her heart slammed against her ribs. There it was. Question 5. Rama’s inner test: his willingness to accept doubt without proof, trusting the duty over the desire.

But as she picked up her pencil, she remembered the story. Rama didn’t have an answer key when Sita was taken. He didn’t have a script when his own brother doubted him. He had to wander the wilderness of not knowing.

She could copy it. Just this once. No one would know.

At the top, in neat teacher-font, it read:

Elena set the paper down. She turned it over, and on the blank back, she wrote her own answer:

That’s when she saw it—tucked under her desk leg, a single, crumpled sheet of paper. She unfolded it.